This year, Alston started 2-year-old kindergarten. Since he’s been back at school, I’ve found him standing at his chalkboard lecturing to his stuffed animals, “Okay, class…” This year is much different than last. He has graduated out of the toddler room and I now drop him off in the front room with all the other “big kids”. It was a hard pill to swallow realizing he was a big kid.
Now some bragging on what this “big kid” is up to…
- He can count up to 20, sometimes he misses a few numbers on the way…
- He can sing the ABC song, along with a few other favorites
- He knows all of his colors
- He knows all of his shapes, including s few that impress me – ovals and octagons…
- He’s almost completely potty trained. He wear big boy undies all day and night, but we’re still working on #2. (Apparently this is a common problem with boys.)
- He can count to 10 in Spanish. I overheard him while doing dishes one night and was completely amazed. Who knew? I know I didn’t teach him that. Thanks, Dora and Diego!
Stories of the Scotts 
Smart Boy! (#2 was a issue with Connor too-good luck with that)
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