To say that Aaron loves school would be pushing it; he still starts crying when he sees the building, and is very very sad when Dale leaves the room. (Dale does the dropoff.) But five minutes later he's fine, and engaged in whatever fun new thing is going on that day in his classroom. Yesterday it was little colored puffballs: good for throwing, putting in things, and just squishing in your hand. The toddlers were entranced. Today was markers on mirrors on the floor. Other days it's been crunchy leaves, rice, or foam paint. We get to see some of this, because his teachers do the same kind of documentation as in Jordan's class.
Here's his classroom. Sorry it's blurry; these kids move around a lot. And Aaron likes to get up close, which makes for a lot of weird pictures.
One of the things I like is the light table, with its basket of translucent objects.
For eating Aaron sits in a cute blue chair at a table, and uses utensils all by himself.
But his real joy is to be outside. We walked across the neighboring ballfield this afternoon.
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