Simon finished kindergarten on Wednesday. I can't believe it. You know, where does the time go and all of that. Simon is, academically, where he needs to be for the most part. In terms of reading, he's already approaching a second grade level, if I'm to believe the online stuff he was using through school. I'm amazed at how well he reads and spells.
It may be easy to just dismiss this milestone as stuff kids do, but in the context of where he has been, it's a huge relief. He's been in school since he was 2 in order to address developmental delays, and a small army of teachers and therapists have been there to help. Even two years ago, there was some lingering question about him starting kindergarten on time, but it all worked out.
No one deserves more credit than Diana, the super mom. She's the one who has been on the front lines, especially in dealing with homework and managing deadlines, not to mention following the daily schedule. The amount of time she has spent engaging with him is staggering. I know it's been hard, and I've seen her emotionally spent when I get out of work more times than I can count.
I worry about him socially. He sometimes seems like the "weird kid," but he can also be completely sweet, even though kids can be dicks. I had a hard time in school, so naturally I worry about him. I'm not going to fight his battles though, and it's a constant struggle for me to let him "suffer" a little. He's also going through a very defiant phase, and doesn't really understand cause and effect when it comes to his behavior. On the flip side, he's very close to us, and can be very kind when he wants to be. For as much disciplinary action as we have to take, that's also a relief.
I can't help but think of the line that Bill Murray makes about having kids in the movie Lost in Translation:
"But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk... and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life."
True words.
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