Yeah, your son probably showed up at school with a bit of dried toothpaste on his face and so someone started calling him Toothpaste Head. I'd guage his anxiety to see if he seems to move on from it and is enjoying kindergarten.
I was grateful for my part-time gig in the library which, coincidently, had windows overlooking the playground. It's a blessing to be able to keep aa discreet eye on things.
If you're not hoping to win Mother of the Year, then you might do like I've done and arm your child with a few silly comebacks of his own. (I know, I know.....) But my son is an only child so he didn't learn the give and take of normal childhood teasing at home. School was a rude awakening and he had no idea how to respond. Even the most harmless teasing crushed him. So, I gave him some funny, acceptable terms to use and he was fine after that.
Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for awhile and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same."
"The ultimate aim of karate lies not in victory or defeat but in the true perfection of one's character."
I'd relax for today and see what he says when he gets home. You're right, kids can be very fickle and that's probably all that was going on. If it keeps up you might ask him more as to how many kids are involved in the name calling. I'm sure you've seen what kids can come up with in a group: single out someone and have them be the "target of the day".
My daughter started acting strange one year and I started checking into it discreetly and found that one child was sort of monopolizing her. He wasn't allowing her to play with anyone but him and was downright mean if she did happen to go off with someone else. We'd had problems with him before, so I just spoke to the teacher and she handled it in a way that the kids never even suspected.
Maybe you do a bit of both. I know I wouldn't feel comfortable unless I asked her if she noticed anything wrong. I know, from experience, that sometimes teachers don't see everything, and she might not see this without looking for it. At the same time, I would ask him today how it went and if he said fine, then I wouldn't even talk to the teacher about it. Just so you know, my first response is always the protective mother, too. Eventually I become a normal person again, but stuff like this eats at me, so I would ask or show up and happen to watch recess while doing PTO work, just to know for sure. Yes, I am a control freak!!!
The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating-in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life. --Anne Morris
My adorable five year old has been at our school for 2yrs. of pre-k & now kindergarten. Last night he told my husband that none of the kids will play w/him at recess and they called him stupid head & toothpaste head(? weird thing to say!). Mother Hen wanted to march to school first thing this morning & talk to his teacher. These are kids he has been friends w/ for 2 years, and we have never had any problems before. Calmer, rational me, (who p.s. knew that kindergarten had a sub today) is trying to be sensible. I'm trying to know that kids are fickle & they sometimes exagerate. Also, the teacher & I were friends before he was even born, so I feel pretty comfortable knowing she would have mentioned it to me if something were going on. I don't want him to be lonely & sad, but I also don't want to baby him & be overprotective.
CC, that's not a good sight first thing in the morning. I remember a girl on our high school track team got one in her chest at my 1st high school meet. Thank God one of the parents was a doctor and was there until the ambulance arrived. Watching it happen was so sureal.
So I'm sitting here having my mid-morning cup of coffee and my 3 year old pulls a basket out of the laundry room, turns on the Friends DVD, and proceeds to sit in the basket and watch Friends. So I asked him if he was having fun and he smiled and said yup and went back to watching Friends. Weird little kid!
The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating-in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life. --Anne Morris
Okay, I need to put down my chocolate chip muffin after seeing that photo. That poor woman!
I just looked out my office window and noticed an excavator digging in the area around the water main that feeds our office. I'm wondering if I should start filling buckets and pitchers since every other time they've dug there they've knocked out the water. Did you know it also takes 3 guys to run a little excavator? One to drive and two to watch - our tax dollars at work.
