Awesome! Operating front loaders is such fun and extremely confidence inducing, but doing it for two days and then give a piano recital...wow.
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DS is trying to figure out multiplication, and coming up with stuff that strikes me as typical gifted fashion: understanding the concepts, but not yet having the precision to follow through and come up with the right result, in a way that will later get him in trouble in school...he'll ask: "what's four times four?", then pause, try to calculate in his head, then come up with "twenty! It's twenty, right?" or "what's two times four?", then pause, "twelve! Is it twelve?".
He also came up with this, after having sung his preschool's special birthday song for DH's birthday, which I couldn't sing along with because I'd never heard it before: "You couldn't sing it with me because you haven't sung it as many times as I have! As many years as I've been in preschool times as many kids as there are in my classroom!" I wouldn't expect him to come up with multiples of 27 but thought his grasp of the concept was rather neat.
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Not a gifted thing either, but something that's made me very happy nonetheless: We've been travelling for a week, visiting first my parents with uncles, aunts and cousins, then visiting my old university city, staying in a hotel, visiting new people everyday, some childless, some with kids, going on shopping expeditions, eating in restaurants, having way too much chocolate Easter eggs and ice cream, car rides, late bedtimes. The kids took it all in stride! DS charmed my childless friends being inquisitive and making interesting observations, and did not antagonize my friends with kids by refusing to socialize or being aggressive. In fact we had the kind of dream visit which consists of the grownups bouncing the babies and chatting while the kids disappear into the garden, end of story, I longed for all winter and despaired of ever having. DD charmed everyone as well but being 8 months old and smiley and wearing a super cute sunbonnet it's rather easier then when you are an overactive four year old who's been so easily overstimulated, anxious and aggressive all winter that he looked like a case of ASD to a specialist. Everyone commented on how well-behaved, cute and pleasant my kids were; whenever the subject of school came up, there were significant nods and smiles in DS' direction "Well you won't have troubles with that one!" (oh dear, please let them be right!)
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It felt good. Still don't know what the secret ingredient is here (I have begun to mentally referring to my kid as "summer DS" and "winter DS"). But I feel a lot more confident now about approaching his preschool teachers about letting him take part in the K pullout early next year.