September 6

September 6, 2006

Don’t know how much time I will have to write this am. I can hear waking noises from my youngest even as I type. He had a bit of a hard night last night – woke at midnight coughing (again), though not the horrible gargling cough of other nights. Then he woke at 3:30 and 4, calling for Mommy. That too was understandable. I had gone away twice yesterday – once to take Jason’s to his kindergarten assessment and once to go have therapy done on my right foot. So he was missing mommy yesterday, even though he had nonna in the morning and daddy in the afternoon.

Just back. Right about 5:30 both boys yelled for me. So I went in. Have spent the last half hour soothing them back down. Both need the sleep. Think I succeeded with Xander. Am not so sure about Jason, though at the moment all is quiet. We will see shortly, no doubt.

As I mentioned, Jason had his assessment yesterday. The teacher, Heather Dean, is young. She had been teaching preschool then took a year and a half off when her son was born before returning to teach kindergarten. We will see how she does. I am a little concerned. There are 21 kids in her class, Lake Wilderness is the magnet school for special needs kids, and … well, we will see. I would be happier if Jason were in a Montessori school. Need to sit this weekend and see about trying to work the budget for that. At any rate the assessment seemed to go well. Jason was his usual bright and funny self. I was seated on the other side of the room, filling out paperwork and laughing softly as I listened to his answers. She asked him, for example, where one begins to read a book and he looked at her in mild astonishment and said ‘Why, at the beginning, of course!’ ‘Where is the beginning?’ she asked him. ‘At the front of the book.’ He answered her, giving her a very odd look. She just nodded and went on to the next series of questions. I suppose those were valid questions. There are languages where the answers would not have been correct. But he was funny…