While Kenzie loves preschool, she is struggling to be really comfortable there. She spends most of her day in silence, just taking it all in, and doesn't socialize with any of her peers. The first few weeks were tough...for me. She was so excited to start school and it was absolutely heartbreaking to see her being shy. Not that there's anything wrong with being shy, it's just that Kenzie is generally a pretty outgoing kid. Knowing that she has so much to say but is afraid to say it breaks my heart. Even though I know she is nervous and afraid to talk to her teachers, she tells me excitedly about each day and can't wait to go back the next morning.
Before school started she used to beg to be able to ride the bus. I told her I wanted to drive her for a while until she was comfortable at school (and until I was ready to let my baby ride on the yellow bus w/out a seat belt). I asked her during the second week of school when she wanted to start taking the bus and tears formed in her eyes at the mere thought of it.
It seems to me that she's made very little social progress in the past two months, but days like today remind me to celebrate every little thing. Today, Kenzie took the bus home from school. She skipped into school this morning knowing that at the end of the day she would be lining up with all the other kids in class to get on the bus. Kaia and I stood proudly at the end of the driveway when the bus arrived (just eight minutes after school ended - we live close) and cheered as she came proudly, yet nervously, down the big steps.
So, she may not be talking the teacher's ear off yet, or playing games with her classmates, but my sweet little Kenzie is taking steps towards being herself at school. Big steps. Big bus steps.