My son doesn't talk

It was confirmed with a phone call to Elijah's teacher yesterday.  She has yet to hear him talk.  My dear, sweet five year old is silent at school. 

It never occured to me that my kids would have different personalities than me.  My son looks so much like me.  I figured he would talk like me too.  But four weeks into school and he is still staying silent. 

He listens.  Oh he listens.  He tells me about Matman in his classroom.   And the jokes that Mr. Bell the principal tells.  He explained about cheering for Jerry Fox.  (His version of Terry Fox.  The school has been focusing on the run all week.)  But when I ask him if he says something in class he replies "Mom.  You know I don't talk."

This is harder for me than I thought it would be.  Who doesn't want their kid to fit in?  Whatever fitting in looks like.  No one wants their kids to be alone. 

And I know he's not. 

I dropped him off at daycare today and went to check something in the office.  When I came back he was playing with some other kids on the floor.  Not talking, but playing in their general area.  He'll get there.  I know he will.  I just want to get there now.

But no matter what.  I take comfort in this.  No one - not me,  not his dad,  not his grandparents -  loves him as much as God does.  And I am awed because if I, as an earthly mom, can love my son this dearly, than God knows, he's got it made.

Nora's creative crawling

p.s. That's Lillian in the background.

First day of school

It was officially Elijah's first day of school yesterday.  It ended up being pretty uneventful because of the week leading up to it.  We decided that since there was a full time spot available at the daycare in the school he was attending, we would start him there in the fall instead of when I go back to work in January.  He has voiced his concern about not having friends at school so we thought that going to daycare with some of the same kids might help with the friend making process.

That meant his first day of daycare was last week.  I will admit that there were some tears that first day from two of the four family members that were in attendance.  It is hard to see your child scared/worried/uncomfortable.  But, I think that going for the mornings last week helped yesterday because going down the hall to Kindergarten was just became an extension of daycare.  It wasn't as huge an event as it might have been.

But he has still been silent.  He becomes completely mute in a group setting with kids.  He'll listen and he's obviously paying attention because he'll tell me things afterwards.  But he's silent when he's there.  So, our prayer for him this year is that he would learn to talk.  Not crazy talking but just "comfortable in his skin" talking. 

So here is my little Kindergartener.