Holding Hands

Cohen didn't take to kindergarten very well at first. Yes, he went to class without a fight. My favorite part of the day is dropping them off (minus the chaotic drop off traffic, there is no rhyme or reason). I love watching Cohen and Taylin walk each other to their lines to put their backpacks down and off to play for a bit before the bell rings. They are such buddies. They walk with a little bounce in their step, holding hands, waving good-bye with big grins (dimples and all) and off to meet their friends. They walk hand in hand on the way to the playground. So sweet!



When coming home he would do anything to avoid homework. I don't want him to hate school or homework, so I didn't force him. Yes, it took some coaxing and Daddy time to write his name a few times (Yep, that was all his homework was.). He did it. He just didn't want to write his name, especially C-o-h-e-n. He doesn't want to do it that way. He prefers: C-o-H-e-N. I am not worried about it. He has a whole year to figure it out. At least it doesn't have a silent four at the end anymore and he didn't change that to a silent five. He also came home a couple of times saying he didn't like school or he thought we had more fun at home.



He is enjoying himself much more. His big thing is buying his lunch (they offer at least chicken nuggets or pizza everyday). It is a break for me, but lacks in the best choice of food. Taylin was that way too, but she prefers to take it now. Another big thing for Cohen is his friend count. He has gone from four to five to ten to eleven to eighty and even being able to name some of them. Some of the top picks are Scott and John. I know they are young, but I am trying not to be too leery of his friends. John seems to be in trouble a lot. I just think, Cohen can be a good influence. So until the opposite effect takes place, I just go with it. We talk often about his day and choices. John is one of 80!



I just smiled and laughed to myself this afternoon. It can be quite a walk to the school to pick them up and back to the van. Sometimes it is quite a feat to get back to the van. Sooo many distractions. Today one of Cohen's school buddies was parked a couple of cars behind us. Cohen is usually hollering ahead to John to say good-bye. John was behind us and caught up to us. Cohen was so excited. I am sure John felt like a superstar. His dad was probably thinking so too or wow this kid is enthusiastic. Cohen quickly grabbed John's arm. I am not sure if he tried to hold his hand and John didn't return the gesture or Cohen just grabbed his wrist. John's dad was hiding behind sunglasses and a very long dark beard. I saw a smile perk through. After a few more steps they were holding hands. They were talking about the holes in the ground and what made them. Then it was time to go and they separated with their farewells and looking forward to tomorrow. Small gestures from big hearts. Love these tender moments. Makes 111 (plus) degrees a breeze to walk through!