Wow, it's been a long time since I posted! And this will be quick. Sam's back into Montessori. He was a little resistant--after all, summer mornings lounging around home are sweet--but is settling in. And the nap is gone, which has pulled his bedtime to 8:45ish. Take back the night! We are thrilled. No nap is hard, but the easier (and earlier) bedtimes are well worth it.
It's a sign of how good things are that last night's perforated sleep was very unusual. Sam had a bad dream around 4 a.m. in which Susan and I left him. Susan reassured him this morning that we never leave a man behind. That's our policy.
The start of school has meant morning commutes for Sam, and covert interrogations by Max, our inside man. Sam has recently reflected nostalgically on his youth, using the phrase, "when I was just three, not three and three quarters." This morning I had Max ask him more about that. He said, "It felt like I was not supposed to do bad things but I did anyway." I can only hope that since this is his memory of days past that he conceives of himself as being more obedient now.
He didn't seem deeply troubled, though.
I pointed out to him that he is smart, and that he's good at figuring things out. (I tried to quote his Sunday-school memory verse but realized when he quoted it, correctly, that I'd gotten the wording wrong) Buoyed by the thought that he's good at figuring things out, Sam told Max about pipes under the ground which carry water and how you can't get to them because the dirt and roads are hard, as evidenced by cars and poles not sinking.
Only rarely do I point out that he's smart. And I know daily we are pushing him and frowning and nipping at his heels to get obedience, so I thought it would be nice for him to get a boost as well.
The photos are from the playground in the old neighborhood, which we've been visiting for family picnics maybe once a week. Also shown is a big bin of red balls which is hidden away in the Rochester Museum and Science Center. The bin has labels describing basic machines (screw, lever, pulley, etc.), but has none of these machines--just a bunch of red balls. Despite the lack of educational potential, I am sure it is the most fun for a three-year-old boy of any of the exhibits.
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Well, you're right, he IS smart. It can be so hard to walk the fine line between their need for affirmation and letting them get The Big Head.
No lack of educational potential that I see from where I'm sitting! You've got loads of sensory development going on, as well as soaking in the science involved with Things That Roll and, I would assume on occasion, Things That Fly Through The Air When I Throw Them. A room full of red balls is fantastic!!
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