Pre-preschool Graduation
Yesterday was Matthew’s preschool “graduation.” Actually, it wasn’t even really a preschool graduation, it was his coop preschool graduation, so it’s more like a pre-preschool graduation. Thank goodness he’s shown himself to be truly academically strong – now he gets to go to “real” preschool in the fall. *sheesh*
I have been really proud of him the whole year, of course. One of the reasons was that he was one of the few kids who was really calm about everything. He made it through the entire year with model behavior (they even mentioned his good behavior in his little summary book), but today during the “graduation ceremony” he had a major meltdown. Apparently it’s terribly unfair to have to put down your bonky-sticks to go to the morning meeting. He was crying pretty badly, but I thought I had him calmed down to where he could sit still. A minute later I heard his breathing get funny – you know the “I’m about to start crying uncontrollably” quick breathing?
All hell broke loose.
I picked him up to take him out of the classroom so we wouldn’t bother everyone else more than we already had and he somehow simultaneously went completely limp AND flailed his arms and legs around. And of course the screeching “I DON’T WANT TO GO! I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE THE [UNINTELLIGIBLE]! NO! NO! NOOOOOO! I’LL BE QUIET!!!!”
Fortunately, he calmed down enough to go back in. We got his little summary folder, a lollypop (because what’s better for a 2 year old than a 9:30am lollypop?), and a baby tree (I’m not sure what that was about). I can only be glad they didn’t hand out diplomas, because that’s just silly. They did hand out popsicles later, though, and of course he ended up with red popsicle juice all over his favorite tan shorts. *sigh*
It isn’t easy being a pre-preschool graduate…
