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Julian conferencing

I both dropped off Julian at school yesterday and picked him up. I wanted to get to work early today, as I knew I wouldn't be able to stay long - Julian's school was doing parent-teacher conferences, and they planned to close at 1pm. In the words of Sam Kinison, "Get your kids! Get your sh*t! We'll make one trip!!!" Well, it was two. I picked Julian up this afternoon, and watched him hug several of his classmates goodbye, as if he was going on a long ocean voyage. On the way home, he was coughing.

Julian coughing = bad. I'd heard him coughing some the previous night, and some this morning, but this afternoon's coughing was the prelude of vomit to come. When Julian coughs enough, what goes down must come up. Whoopie! I tried to forestall it with a trip to the dry cleaners - Julian always gets a lollipop when we're there (thoughtful of them to leave them out for the kids) and sugar sometimes soothes a cough. I picked up the dry cleaning and brought Julian home. Marie was here with the triplets, which was good - had she already gone to the park, I'd have needed to hunt her down. Sam and Abby were napping, and Ellie was about to nap. Marie reported that she'd take everyone to the park at 3pm, which was about an hour away, and when I'd be headed back from my conference. I set Julian up with a movie on my computer (the DVD on a TV is downstairs, where babies were sleeping) and headed back to his school.

I met with his teacher. I asked for more mitzvah notes - like many schools Julian has been in, parents are encouraged to write their children's good deeds on paper "leaves", which go in with them to go on a paper "tree" to show their efforts. His teacher was out of them, but I'm sure she'll have them tomorrow or the next day. The conference then began in earnest.

"All the other kids look up to Julian," she began.
I quizzled. "Do you mean as an example, or because he's taller than all of them?" The class is a "three-year-old" class, which Julian was when he started. Classes start in September, and Julian's birthday is in mid-September, making him one of the oldest kids in class. This is important, because the preschool follows the county - and they're not offering to let 'advanced' kids skip grades.
"Both! Yes, he's taller...but all the kids like him, and they like playing with him." I smiled. I knew that he was well liked, but it's always good to hear.
"As a matter of fact," she continued, "I'm having to separate him at lunch from the others sometimes. He gets them laughing so much at lunch, the class won't eat their lunches for all the laughter. I keep having to start lunch earlier and earlier in order to finish by nap time." Okay, I knew this kid was silly, but class clown? In third-year preschool? Awesome.

We continued talking. We covered some topics that I knew, such as Julian's interest in activity and movement (near-total), his ability to throw himself into art and games with excellent concentration and effort, his inability to hear things such as "sit down" and "calm down" (this, I knew) and where he stood in his ability to read and count (not there yet, but since they're not skipping grades the way they used to, not very important).

She said, "They'll be concentrating more on reading and counting in four-year-old nursery. He'll be well prepared for it when he's back for school next year."
I said to his teacher, "I think it's good that he has 'extra' time in preschool - he didn't have much of a childhood before we got him, and it's good he has an opportunity to be a kid."
She nodded. "Yes, he's definately enjoying being a kid now. He's really happy."

I am too.


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May. 14th, 2008 12:41 am (UTC)
My heart is all filled up from this post.
May. 14th, 2008 01:07 am (UTC)
Me too. The more recent post will give you even more emotions, although which ones I can't say for certain. Julian, tonight, is Not Well.
(no subject) - fheyd - May. 14th, 2008 12:48 am (UTC) - Expand
May. 14th, 2008 01:09 am (UTC)
Which is interesting, because our usual orders to him are, "Stop, Julian!"

There's an engineering saying that your husband might be familar with. "Don't turn it on if you don't know how to turn it off." This is true also for Julian's energy levels. We don't know where the "off" switch is...
May. 14th, 2008 01:07 am (UTC)
May. 14th, 2008 01:10 am (UTC)
He's going to take over the world some day. If we're lucky, we'll convince him to do so for good and valid reasons, as opposed to simply doing so because he wants a bigger toy.
May. 14th, 2008 01:36 am (UTC)
That is all good to hear. I'm glad he's doing so well, and I'm glad he has you, Karen, and his new little brother and sisters!
May. 14th, 2008 12:36 pm (UTC)
Me too. Now, if only he was doing well enough to go to school today and inflict his energy level on his teachers and classmates!

Oh, wait...that would make me the kind of parent that you want to beat senseless. Sorry. 8^)
May. 14th, 2008 02:25 pm (UTC)
Such a good progress report. Congratulations to Julian.
May. 14th, 2008 03:43 pm (UTC)
Thanks, and thanks!
May. 14th, 2008 05:20 pm (UTC)
I echo the sentiments expressed by others. It sounds like you and Karen are doing a fabulous job with a wonderful little boy.
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