“Mum look kshhhhh, looook, kshhhh doing kshhhhh up kshhhhh down.” That’s what I heard this morning. Rahul was trying to tell me something. Something BIG of course.
I was focused on staying out of his and Leila’s hyper-excited way, working hard at Facebook.
I look at him as he’s throwing a toy into the air, about to move on to another game. I might still be able to listen this time. “What’s up love?”
“Look mum, when I throw it up, it falls down.”
I smile.
“Yeah! Amazing isn’t it.”
I tell Maher about it when he walks into the room.
Leila is a keen listener and vibe picker-upper. Half an hour later she tells me when she throws her doll up, it falls down. She looks me in the eye. She knows I caught her out. We smile.
The only requirement for preschool – which starts middle of next week – is that they’re potty-trained, well other than that they’re 3-years-old by November 1st. Now I don’t know how early Newton figured all that stuff out, we’re still working on it. Baby Leila’s pretty much got it. Our baby Newton might need a little longer.
It takes time 🙂 I’m working with my tenth potty-trainer, right now, and I’ve told exactly that many sets of frustrated parents “It takes time”. And, of course, potty accidents do happen at playschool, even for kids who have been clean and dry for months beforehand. It’s an exciting place!
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Hey Desi,
Thanks for your thoughts on this…always interesting to hear what you think from your experiences. It’s been a week and already much better. I’m not too worried. I hope they find it to be an exciting place!
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