I’m thankful for Connor and Dylan’s preschool. I’m thankful for the joy they have in learning.
Connor has attended preschool and phonology and/or speech classes for two years. We have been blessed with amount of speech help he has received and the tremendous improvement we have seen in him as a result. His confidence has increased as his speech improved. His behavior has improved since he has learned how to verbalize his pent up frustrations. And every step of the way, Connor has been such a good learner and sport.
For a year, Dylan, our now 3 ½ year old, desperately wanted to attend school like his big brother. And this September his time finally came!
Both boys attend the same school. Dylan is in the 3-year old’s room and Connor is in the Pre-K room, but the entire school has the same theme for the week. I love the fact that they can share with each other the fun things they did during the day.
“Connor, I got to jump in the bouncy house today!” says Dylan.
“Connor, we did talk about firemen today!”
“Yah, Dylan. We read a book about firemen in the library!”
I love Dylan’s excitement about learning. I love how proud he is of “his school.” I am thankful for the loving, Godly women that teach my boys. I love that the songs they learn are Christian songs. I love hearing their little voices trying to work out the tune.
Today, I sat in the van while my husband went in to sign them out of their classroom and I watched all the kids excitedly running down the ramp out of the building. It was awesome watching the huge smiles, hearing the laughter, and the calls of “Mom! Do you know what I did?!”
And then down the ramp ran my boys! I got out of the van to greet them and give hugs! “Mom! I made a scarecrow today! Look!” said Dylan frantically unzipping his backpack to show me his newest craft!