Gavin has decided that nap time is ruckus time at day care. This is most unfortunate since all of the kids sleep in one room and with one kid (my kid!) raising hell, none of the other kids get their naps, either. Which means these kids go home crabby and as a result their parents probably end up pretty crabby, and anyone who has to deal with their parents probably end up crabby... And so on. Basically Gavin is causing a chain-crab-reaction and is destroying the very fabric of polite society. Alas.
On Jan. 25 the following was written on his report: "Very disrespectful - screaming and laughing. He woke up our friends that were sleeping. :("
We talked to him about the importance of being quiet during nap time and the rest of the week he was cool.
And then the weekend happened and I guess his brain got reprogrammed. Monday's report: "Gavin was very disrespectful when trying to put other children asleep - He chose to sit at table with book. He was hitting the book - we tried crayons - threw them on the floor - we tried markers - colored on himself. :( We had to sit in hallway because our friends were sleeping and his choice was not to be quiet for them."
Note that Gavin was given several options when it came to spending his nap time hours. He doesn't even have to sleep! But he does have to be quiet. Considering naps last for 2 hours, that's a lot to ask of a little guy. And clearly some days he just can't handle it.
Stacy was really freaked out by this report and even started talking about pulling him out of day and getting a nanny, but when I talked to Debbie, one of his teachers, she didn't seem that concerned. I mean, obviously Gavin's Quiet Riot moments weren't ideal, but she's been working with toddlers a long time. And he isn't the first and won't be the last to "fing" his blanket (that's "fling," by the way, a word he learned at day care after Shelly told him not to fling his blanket). And she said that he's great with everything else. But he's acting out in part because of his age, and in part because we've taught him to be an sociopath. I'm kidding. At his age all kids are sociopaths, though the goal is that they grow out of it. Which he will do.
My friend Claire's Facebook status from today made me laugh really hard: "I used to think the most beautiful sound was a child's laughter, but now I know it's actually the sound of a child getting out of bed, using the toilet, flushing and returning to bed all on their own." Some day I will know this joy. Right?
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