Sunday, February 8, 2015

Lincoln and School


Lincoln is my little smarty-pants. He is doing amazing in school. He has several real friends that he cares about and plays with every single day. When he gets on the bus in the morning, I watch the bus explode with excitement; every kid wants him to sit in next to them. It is and will always remain my number one concern. The most important thing to me is seeing my son thrive at school. His grades, understanding, and learning are all things that I can work on with him at home, so if he is thriving socially then I am happy.

School is going great, although I will admit that I wonder sometimes if he is learning anything new. I taught him how to read a year ago, and I continually work on this with him, and I have yet to see him learn something at school that he hasn't learned at home. This applies to math too. He can count to 100 by 1's, , 5's, and 10's, and knows how to do simple addition and subtraction, but he struggles to name all of his shapes(the only thing I haven't taught him at home and he doesn't know at school). This frustrates me! I feel like I have to teach him everything or he falls through the cracks. He received his report card and on a scale from 1-4, he had 3's and 4's on everything and one 2 for his shapes. I was very proud of him!

Lincoln does struggle with being a perfectionist. His teacher mentioned this on his report card. When he doesn't do something perfect, he worries that he is doing something wrong; wrong as in making a bad choice. I was reading Lincoln his report card and all the wonderful things about him, when I got to this one tiny, tiny concern, he ran from the room crying. As he was hiding under the table he said, "Will you still love me the same?" It crushed me! I do put pressure on him to be his best and always try hard, but why would he ever question my love for him? It broke my heart, and I had to explain to him, again, that no matter what he does, I will always love him. I don't know where he came from; I was Satan's spawn as a child and Scott was....well Scott was Scott.

I feel blessed to have such a gifted child and that I have been able to be very involved in his learning and development. It is one of the perks to having only two children. Lincoln is my little buddy and you can almost always find him standing by my side. It drives Scott insane; he can barely get a complaint in without Lincoln telling him, "Be nice to my mommy!" I am so glad that he loves going to school every single day! I have always loved school, and it has been important to me since before we had children to instill learning into their lives. I hope Maverick is the same, but I know every child comes with their own personalities.