For the last four weeks or so, I’ve been taking Nathan to preschool every Thursday and being the “working parent” in place of Ryan. The last time that I did this was about a year ago, when Nathan was in the toddler class. Let me tell you, a class full of four-year-olds is very different than a class full of three-year-olds.
The first day that I was there, they played a complicated game of house where Nathan was the dad, Evie was the mom, Kaila was the daughter, and Connor was the dog. They bought imaginary groceries; they picked “lettuce”; they had a delightful picnic at the top of the slide; they even prepared a special meal for the dog.
At the end of that day, after most of the other kids had gone, as I was about to tell Nathan that it was time to go, he walked up to one of the little three-year-old girls from the toddler class and said, “Do you want to play with me?” She reacted like he had just proposed to her! “Yes!!!!” Then she grabbed his hand and ran off across the playground. Obviously we stuck around for a few extra minutes.
Today his friend Izuru, who has been in Japan with her parents for at least a month, came back to rejoin the class. I was, once again, the outdoor parent, so I didn’t get to witness the reunion when she came in during circle time, because I was busy setting out the tricycles outside. As soon as circle time was over, though, it was obvious how excited Nathan was to see her again. Izuru came outside first, closely followed by Nathan yelling, Izuru! Izuru! Izuru! Say something! Come play with me!” Then he grabbed her hand and they ran off together to find tricycles.
When Izuru was leaving at the end of class, Nathan ran up to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and said, “I’m so happy you’re back!” Then he took her hand and walked her to the gate.
I love working at his preschool.