A little kid's memory is not fantastic. These stories get mixed up, get out of sequence, or squashed together. For most of the toddler years, it does not really matter. 2.5 year olds do not really have any insight to bring to the table. This summer, Rooney would tell me all sorts of amazing mixed up stories about the adventures he would go on with Callahan, or is friends Doctor Penguin and Elephoo. The stories would become stranger and stranger has he strung words together. His mouth would get ahead of his brain. Words or whole phrases would become babble and all of a sudden the story would shift to a half remembered memory of a trip to the mall of three weeks ago.
A few weeks ago Rooney started pre-school. For the first time in his short little life he is away from someone who can fill in the gaps in his stories. Every day after school we ask him what he did. He tells he he "had fun!", or "played!". His unreliable narrator shtick is really starting get old. He will not tell me what he played. Who he played with. Where he played.
ALL I WANT TO KNOW IS EVERYTHING HE DID DURING EVERY MINUTE HE IS IN THE CLASSROOM!!!!!
When I pick him up from school tomorrow, I want his teacher to give me a play-by-play of everything he did. I want a rundown of what he learned, where he is in his personalized learning pla........
Ugh. We are not even through one full month of school and I have become one of "Those People". I am already trying to micromanage my kid's education.
He is having a wonderful time. He is excited to see his teacher each morning and he has a huge smile on his face when I pick him up a few hours later. Sometimes he has paint on his fingers (or up is nose). He seems to know new songs (or parts of songs). All of a sudden, cleaning up toys doesn't result in him putting away three blocks, finding a toy coffee maker, and spending the next 10min playing coffee shop while I pick up . He even told me a half story about his friend who was not feeling well and had to go home.
I could keep prompting him for more information, but even that seems to become more unreliable as the day goes on. The stories change. New characters enter, he sees a bird out the window, he wants a snack. This kid is giving me nothing to work with.
So something is going on. He just does not want to tell me. I guess I am going to have to wait for him to all asleep and log into his Snapchat account. Kids are still using snapchat right?
This is not to say that he is any better at picking up. He just gets ten blocks back in the block bucket before going off the play coffee shop. ↩