Nate at School

Nate is kind of loving Williamsburg Northside. It's pre-K so there's actual learning going on here -- it's not all fun and games like pre-school. Sort of.  Anyway, Nate seems comfortable. There's no fuss to go. He talks about school with enthusiasm. His teachers, Jen, Mr. William and Paule are lovely and committed. Here is Nate showing the schedule of school. Arrive. Assembly. Garden. Snack. Projects. Work Time. Lunch. Rest Time. Gym. Dismissal. (That's Easter in the background bawling. Come on Easter -- get it together :), you're only at "Arrival.")

3 Boys

Nate and his two buddies from school, Remy and Ronin, got together on this blue-sky Saturday for a hang at the playground on Grand Street. Something clicked with Nate a few weeks ago with school; he gets it, likes it, goes happily. At the playground, the boys scattered quickly when they first saw each other, running in various directions.

Then they got into the play. At the end, they were on the jungle gym together smiling and talking and posing for a few pics.

Then they started singing.

School

Nate started school 2 days a week at Williamsburg Northside Preschool. It's a beautiful school; the 3 teachers -- Hana, Caroline and Sabrina -- are so lovely and sweet it's blinding. Nate no doubt will have a blast. One day. Currently though, he's having a rough time of it. He says "no school" on the way to school. He screams for us not to leave, clinging to us, then reaching for us as we hand him to one of his teachers. We're told he recovers quickly though and so -- heartbreaking as it is -- we let him go and bolt out of the classroom sweating and red-faced. We hang around in the hallway and try and peak in. We worry. And then we leave and think about Nate all day. We reassure each other that he will have a blast. One day...