My Favorite Food is Cake...

The new school years has begun. Malachi is in the third grade and has started a new school with new teachers. As a mom I was scared for him. I wasn't sure that he would transition well because he was so used to the routine and familiar with the teacher he had for three years. He loved Joyce and all the para's so I was worried.

A week before school my friend and I started taking him to the new school. We walked him around, took him to his new classroom. With all the bright colors and the fact that he had a new desk seem to make him very happy so maybe I was worrying for nothing. (I often do.)

First day of school is here and to say Malachi was excited would be an understatement. He woke up at 4:00 AM ready to go. Me not so much. So I got up and got him dressed, all he could talk about was going to the new school and new teacher and riding the bus. Every morning we are outside wating on the bus by 6:45. The bus doesn't usually show up until around 7:00. So we walk up and down the block talking about school.

His new teacher Carrie is beyond wonderful. She has all ready got Malachi to do things they couldn't get him to do previous years. Like wear his glasses. He puts them on when he gets to school and wears them all day. He can only take them off for lunch and recess, which Carrie says he never lets her forget. Silly boy. But this is huge, now to get him a pair to start wearing at home and we will have tackled that hurdle.

Since school has started Malachi comes home and tells us that he is a big boy and no crying in third grade. I am guessing this is Carrie's way of helping him not to have meltdowns which is ok with me.

Last week Malachi brought home a back to school book. In it he puts his name (which the teacher did for him because he can't write that well) There was other information also like who is teacher is, what his classroom number is, etc. The very last page has My Favorite Things. I thought this was interesting because I didn't know Malachi has favorite things other than his daddy. Like I didn't know he had a favorite color, or holiday but each slot is filled in with something. So I repeated the questions to him. The only one that remained the same was My favorite food is? And he answered cake. Which is what was wrote on the paper. It made me laugh, apparently cake is his favorite food. For so long he couldn't have cake so now that he can it has become his favorite. I bet he would have cake for every meal if we let him, however its not likely.

Yesterday he brought home a paper that had four math problems on it. Just basic ones like 5+1=, but he had gotten every single one right. And they said he couldn't learn math. Way to show them Malachi. Once again he never ceases to amaze me and I am one proud momma.