Johannes

This weekend I was talking with my mother in law, whom I adore, and she asked if I had thought anymore about Hans and preschool. I was honest and told her that, for purely selfish reasons I cannot bear to send him. Really, I don't think it's entirely necessary. It would be different if we were still in Salt Lake and he was in a class with her. We do plenty at home to have him prepared for Kindergarten. I was told that as long as he can sit for a story and write his name he will be fine. Even Kindergarten is already causing panic for me. What will I do without my Hans? In addition to this blog I keep a journal. I think that there is at least one quote from Hans a day in it. Yesterday, he played Legos and the only part of the conversation I heard was one Lego guy having to "amend the contract", he keeps a running commentary on whatever he is thinking and says things like " my birthday will be better if we have a box of whoopie cushions" to no one in particular. I can't miss that stuff. He holds my hand when I have my blood drawn. He brushes my hair while he watches cartoons. He wakes up every morning and runs to tell me what he dreamt about before he forgets. He has been a pure joy. I have looked into homeschooling and even toyed with the unschooling movement. Should I follow Blair? I don't know. I guess for now I will just enjoy him and his imagination. I guess I should end here, we have a big day. Hans needs an Ewok outfit. "Not for Halloween mom, just everyday use."