Last week Tuesday was Riley’s first day of K4.
Since he’s been in a K3 program for a year, the whole newness of school, and a lot of the nerves, had worn off. His, not mine. He’s in a new school this year. He went to a private school for K3, but now he’s in the public school up the street from our house. So far, so good, but what makes me nervous is that in this school, they combine K4 and K5. It may not seem like much, but I feel like the year between 4 and 5 is a big one. And Riley has always been the type to want to play with the big kids. And then he gets his feelings hurt because “big kids” don’t usually want to play with “little kids.”
But now, day in and day out, he’s intermingled with the “big kids.” For a whopping 2 and a half hours a day. Really, K4? 8:30-11:10?? Come on. So he’s in school for a shorter amount of time this year than he was last year. I think it’s just going to make it so much harder next year when he has to stay allllll day long like a big Kindergartener.
It seems like he really likes it, so far. He doesn’t know any of the names of the kids and every day it’s the exact same: I ask what he did in school today, he replies robotically, “I don’t know.”
It’s like we have a teenager already.
For comparison, here he is last year on his first day of K3.
Oy, I think I need a drink. My little boy is growing toooooooo fast. Stop the ride. I want to get off.