That's what Zach's teacher said about his first day of preschool. Early Intervention preschool that is. Zach is in EI until he turns three, so automatically qualifies for the preschool (for ages 2-3).
However, I had to fight a bit to get him in. The ST thinks that because he is doing so well verbally, that he wouldn't benefit from this particular class & should go to a regular preschool. Since he (once again) has a 33% gross motor delay (manifested by balance issues, coordination issues, tripping on nothing, falling down a lot & generally being unsafe on playground equipment) it is safer for him to be in a class that "knows" what his issue is. His teacher can watch out for the safety issues & also help with a bit of therapy while he is there. They have an indoor swing platform that is great for his proprioception issue & he LOVES going on it.
He happily played until it was time for me to leave, then he cried for about 10 minutes. Once he saw the crackers that they brought out for snack, the crying was over. He had a blast. He loved playing outside & then did a great job sitting at circle time.
As much as he loved it, he seemed quite happy when I went to pick him up. He came running (past me), saying "Cute, Cute, Cute", went to the door & said "Door!". "Cute" is what he calls me (rarely he will call me Mommy). I used to be so bummed that he never called me Mommy, but now I just love that he calls me "Cute". I have no idea where he decided that that was my name, but I'll keep it.
