Kindergarten

Isaac has finished a week and a half of Kindergarten and, thus far, it couldn't be going better.  He loves his teacher, the legendary Sister Irene.  He likes learning.  He brings home lessons, like "C" sounds in words and Sister Irene's philosophy "the secret to learning is listen."  And he told us last Thursday and Friday that he was sad for the weekend.  

As the event planner and family entertainer I took that as a bit of a slight.  Not really, I love the fact that he loves school, but still. After the weekend he conceded that he had fun, but that he really does like school.  Pretty darn awesome.

Then this week we start getting over the honeymoon phase.  Isaac told us a story a dinner, with hand gestures and facial features and emphatic adverbs (REALLY!) about Sister Irene disciplining a kid.  Or at least what counts as disciplining a kid in Isaac's hyper sensitive, five year old brain.  We also learned about all of his classmate's issues, or at least what that do that is a pet peeve of Isaacs.  We learned about the kid that sniffles a lot and the kid that doesn't listen.  We learned about the kid that distracted him at lunch and prevented him from eating (though that sounded a bit like a cock and bull story--Isaac's not what we call an aggressive and focused eater to begin with, unless it is nacho cheesy chips).  

Everyday we learn a little bit more about Isaac learning and it is a wonderful experience.  I couldn't be happier with how St. Bernards is working out and I now know why people want to canonize Sister Irene.