Cute Calvin got out of preschool last week, hopped into the car and said "I'm not going to school anymore" This was surprising, because up until now he has LOVED school. He talked about it to strangers and kept the class calendar on hand so he could figure out what he'd learn about next time. He loved school.
For the rest of the day, it was "I'm not going to school anymore" and I couldn't figure out why. Finally he helped me out with one more little phrase "cause of the elf." Ok, ok, so I figured the teacher had an Elf on the Shelf that freaked him out a little. Maybe she was using it with the class or something. I thought he would forget about it over the weekend, but when it came time to go back to school this week. He was very firm. He was "not going to school anymore". So, as his tears mixed with a low fever I texted his teacher to let her know that he was sick but also fretting about going to school. She sent me the explanation.
She had found Calvin crying and cowering during class that day, he asked for me and to go home, and she couldn't figure out the problem - after 30 minutes, as it was almost time to go, he finally let that pivotal phrase slip out "cause of the elf"! Her teenagers had put their family elf down in the preschool room and Calvin was deathly afraid of it. She felt so bad! She promised it would not be there anymore.
So yesterday it was time for him to go to school and he was super anxious and resistant even though I told him the elf wouldn't be there. I almost caved, but instead I promised him I would go in with him and stay as long as he wanted. I would have to bring Eliza and Rebecca too, but we would all stay with him until he felt ok. So as he got out of the car at school he put his backpack on and we walked in. Inside I showed him the nativity sets and pointed out the lack of elves. When we got downstairs he asked his teacher about the elf and she confirmed that it was gone and invited him to do some painting. He walked right over, forgot all about me and was totally fine. What a relief!
And that is the story of Calvin vs. the Preschool Elf.
For the rest of the day, it was "I'm not going to school anymore" and I couldn't figure out why. Finally he helped me out with one more little phrase "cause of the elf." Ok, ok, so I figured the teacher had an Elf on the Shelf that freaked him out a little. Maybe she was using it with the class or something. I thought he would forget about it over the weekend, but when it came time to go back to school this week. He was very firm. He was "not going to school anymore". So, as his tears mixed with a low fever I texted his teacher to let her know that he was sick but also fretting about going to school. She sent me the explanation.
She had found Calvin crying and cowering during class that day, he asked for me and to go home, and she couldn't figure out the problem - after 30 minutes, as it was almost time to go, he finally let that pivotal phrase slip out "cause of the elf"! Her teenagers had put their family elf down in the preschool room and Calvin was deathly afraid of it. She felt so bad! She promised it would not be there anymore.
So yesterday it was time for him to go to school and he was super anxious and resistant even though I told him the elf wouldn't be there. I almost caved, but instead I promised him I would go in with him and stay as long as he wanted. I would have to bring Eliza and Rebecca too, but we would all stay with him until he felt ok. So as he got out of the car at school he put his backpack on and we walked in. Inside I showed him the nativity sets and pointed out the lack of elves. When we got downstairs he asked his teacher about the elf and she confirmed that it was gone and invited him to do some painting. He walked right over, forgot all about me and was totally fine. What a relief!
And that is the story of Calvin vs. the Preschool Elf.
1 comment:
That Elf on the Shelf can burn in hell. Whoever thought that up at Hallmark was a straight-up sadist.
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