Preschool

Well, Daniel had his first day of preschool today at Angela's house, and it seems he gave her a run for her money. We knew it would be tough for him to go from "playing" at Angela's to "preschool" (i.e. obeying - working WITH the group - following instructions - sitting DOWN) at Angela's, but we underestimated the initial challenge. He sat in time-out 3 times. He also spit on a little boy. We had a talk when he came home, but he's definitely having trouble making the association of "school". He still says, "But Mrs. Eades is my teacher". (She's his speech therapist from last year). Anyway, hopefully Thursday will be better, and each day a little better after that.... He will be having speech again this year - we're just waiting for the new speech therapist to get her schedule figured out.