Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Preschool

Jack started preschool two weeks ago.  I cannot even start to express how AMAZING it has been for him.  He absolutely loves it, his teachers are incredible, and I couldn't be happier.




The weeks leading up to preschool were filled with apprehension, though.  I thought, for sure, he'd be in contacts by now.  I imagined him coming home telling me that someone said something about his glasses.  Look, I'm not an idiot.  I know one day, he's going to get it.  Someone's going to say something unpleasant or rude to him and he's going to understand it.  For now, though, they're 3.  Jack can't wait to get to preschool to tell his teachers that his daddy is going to get new tires at Costco.  This gives me faith that the other kids aren't worried about his glasses right now. 

In fact, one simple conversation wiped away all of my fears.  On the first day of school, we walked into the lobby only to be face to face with another child in the exact same glasses.  We didn't point them out and Jack didn't say anything.  A few minutes later, Jack's daddy took him to the bathroom before class started.  The other boy with the glasses happened to be in there with his daddy at the same time.  When they left, Jack turned to David and said, "Daddy! That little boy was wearing..."

Here's where you are expecting him to say "glasses."  Nope, the conversation was, "Daddy! That little boy was wearing a Lightning McQueen shirt!"

After hearing about this, I later asked Jack about the encounter in the bathroom.  He told me there was a little boy in the bathroom wearing a Lightning McQueen shirt.  When I asked him if the little boy was also wearing glasses, Jack's response was, "Nope, just me!"