Thursday, September 1, 2011

Mother McMuffin

This morning, before school, I tried to talk to Xavier again about how his artwork doesn't have to be perfect. I talk to him because according to Shannon he thinks that it's OK to miss recess to work on his coloring work. I tried to explain to him that all aspects of kindergarten are about learning. Even recess is about learning. His body is learning with muscle development. He is learning social skills. He asks me what that is and I tell him that social skills are about communicating with other kids, getting along with them, taking turns, working out problems and things like that. He replies, "I already know all that daddy, I learned that a long time ago. When I was four or maybe even when I was one."


On Thursdays it's kind of hard getting any info out of him because he's spent so much time with Mamaw that he's forgotten his whole day. One cute thing he said at Mamaw's was that, "We had to go to recess early this morning because Miss Holt said it was going to be hot... Like half way between 1000 and 90 degrees. That's hot!"


When we got home we tried to pry some memories about the day and here's what we got.

"In reading groups we had this little TV thing and right here (he points at an imagined top of the page) it said, This was written by blank and we had to write our name in it. We had to draw our favorite show. I kind of drew Thomas. I drew wheels, little piston thingies, I tried to draw the one but I couldn't. I drew the tank where the one goes and then I drew the red line. I drew the bottom of the one, and then the two sides of the one, and then I couldn't draw the curvy part. and then I made a funnel." The whole time he's drawing the shapes in the air, mimicking what he drew on the paper.

The second thing he had to draw was a turtle. "The turtle was carrying something on his back. I fink his shell. And we had to make something that started with the letter T
Mommy asked, "What you make?'
"A Tire."


"Oh and guess what? we did nursery rhymes. we didn't to Old Fuddle Mc Fuddle again. but we started Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater. had a wife and couldn't keep her. Put her in a pumpkin shell and there she kept very well.. or sumpting like that." After Peter Pumpkin Eater, we asked who was Old Fuddle Mc Fuddle. He pointed to me, and said, "You know that old lady Mcfuddle that we talked about westerday." I replied with "Old Mother Hubbard" He said, "Yes Mother McMuffin."