Corbin's time

We learned about space in preschool last week. Corbin has been playing with his "rocket star" space ship toy all week. Today he got out the art clay and made little planets to match the pics in one if the solar system books. How cute are the rings on Saturn? 

Another cute thing Corbin always says is "gotfor" instead of "forgot". Every time. I should probably correct him but it's just so adorable when he says, "Wait! I gotfor my water bottle!" Or whatever he left behind.

He keeps us laughing daily. His dinner prayers always involve the phrase, "please bless my mom and dad to not be fighting" ---what the heck?! We totally don't fight and it makes us laugh every time.  Someone's going to hear that prayer and turn us into child protective services or something. 

He also told Mrs Schaefer and a bunch of people at church that his mom is having two babies. Uh, false. While that's like a dream come true and I'd be thrilled to have had twins, I am not pregnant, even with one baby. Corbin's enthusiasm is not limited to me, however. He also gave Kasey a "pat down" recently and asked if there's a baby in there. Nice. 

Corbin's new "thing" when he's telling a story is to put a hand on his hip and wave the other finger in the air. He bobs his head around while he talks and looks like a sassy teenager.

Contrastingly, when his heart gets broken or he is in trouble, he runs barney rubble style without moving his arms to his room and shouts, "I'm not your buddy!" 

We surprised Quincy for lunch today. While we waited in the school foyer outside the cafeteria, a kindergartner wearing bright red glasses and a Spiderman shirt was sitting near us with his mom. Corbin asked, "hey, why you got those glasses, dude?" (Everyone is dude). The little boy's mom said, "Joseph's eyes have super powers and can see in two directions. He gets to wear these super glasses so his super powers can help him at school too. 

Corbin: "oh yeah? I have powers, too! I have ...Scripture Power! And he pimped his fist and "flew" off the stroller singing the primary song. 

These are moments when I am glad we live in the south where everyone goes to church or has at least had some exposure to religion. Joseph's mother didn't bat an eye. 

Corbin surprised me today when I decided to pull out some preschool workbooks during Soren's nap time. He is struggling to recognize sounds and letters, but wrote out the numbers 1-8 unassisted in the answer boxes for some little farm animal math problems. Go Corbin! 

I sure will miss this guy when he goes to school next year and consider redshirting or homeschooling him every day just to have him around one more year. What if his peers and teachers don't realize how awesome he is and only see him as a busy body in need of discipline? What if he spends his first year of public school in time out for lack of impulse control? 

 He is no respecter of personal space and has never known a stranger. He often quotes Buddy the Elf and says, "who wants a hug?" Before charging at someone open arms. He's rowdy, rough, and wildly excited about life, and has a lot of love to give. 

I know that the best way to serve Corbin is to just love him. The more loving I am, the softer and more responsive he is. I don't want to change his personality or stifle his constant need for sensory intake. I only want to help him accept and know how to use his personality to learn, and I worry about how he'll make it in a classroom with 20 kids next year. But he thrives at preschool, has good behavior and doesn't have any difficulty there, so maybe he already knows how to learn, and I am the one who needs to gain more understanding of this giant spirit in a feisty active body. For now, my gut says to just send him and know that he'll be fine. Some days though...I hope his kindergarten teacher will have a lot of patience and just loves him. That's all anyone needs to understand him.