William has been attending preschool for about 6 weeks now. He is loving it. And I am shocked about how much he has grown and learned in those few weeks. After all, he is only at school on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. At 18-months old he had absolutely no words, only noises; a car noise, uh-oh, and a few others. I hadn't even heard him say 'mama' yet. But here it is 6 months later and we have reached the will-he-ever-be-quiet phase.
He has accomplished his first real joke. And not the put-a-toy-on-my-head-and-call-it-a-hat joke. Nope, this is a mutli--step joke with variations.
W: knock, knock (complete with hand gesture of knocking)
me: who's there?
me: cow who?
This joke is derived from Connor's favorite joke right now that answers 'interrupting cow'. But William hasn't quite mastered the nuance of interrupting, although he does it all day long. He has however given two variations to this joke; duck and dog. He is currently working on 'car' as well. The car goes beep.
His other big accomplishment is counting. He can count to 12. So he spends the time in the car either telling me knock knock jokes or counting to twelve. He mixes it up sometimes and asks for me to sing him a song. His favorite are "Wheels on the Bus" and "Twinkle Twinkle". He knows the hand motions to those too.
Did I mention that my trouble maker has decided to potty train?! I should be rejoicing, but it means at least an extra load of laundry every day and changing poopy underwear. I am desperately looking forward to the day that it clicks and he is pooping in the potty too.
So, thanks again Preschool. I love having my children attend. You have taught all of them so much. Oh! And can you add Alexander to the waiting list. He will be entering September 2010. (*sniff*)