Daily Report Sheet
Name: Mick
Dullaghan Date:
08/22/02
Theme Unit -- Back to School
Story -- School Bus, by Donald Crews
Music -- Wheels on the Bus
Special Activity -- cooking (friendship cookie): we
baked, decorated & ate cookies -- and we shared w/ our friends
Group Game -- Candyland
Center Time -- I played with: puzzles, cars, rice
table
Snack -- cookies & milk
(ate a little)
Lunch -- none
Breakfast -- 1 1/2 poptarts & juice
My emotions today -- happy (and a little fussy at
times)
Teacher Comments -- His pants were wet from the playground
-- not a potty accident.
He is not eating anything at lunch. Should I see if
he wants poptarts? Or anything else you can think of?
Show & Tell tomorrow
niknotes -- How can my baby Mick have Show &
Tell?! I wonder if they'll agree to repeat the question "What's that?"
four times before he tells them anything! Ha ha.
The bus riding was a complete success! I had even
gotten worried enough about his starting a.m./p.m. bus rides on the same day
that I called Mr. Gene back last night but was only able to leave a message on
his cell phone, which he apparently never got, asking if he could start picking
Mick up next Tuesday, to give him a few days to get used to the change to riding
home from school first, since he already knows Mr. Don and since Matthew will
ride the same bus in the afternoons. I had Mick ready at 7:10
anyway. Jack's bus arrived first, and he was a perfect example for
Mick. Mick did run back inside crying once Jack's bus left, but I had time
to retrieve him and let him come back outside to wait for his own bus, which
arrived about 7:15. He was a little anxious about the noises from the bus,
especially the hissing air brake. (The bus passes our house first, turns
around in the cul-de-sac, and then comes back to stop at the end of our
driveway.) But I stepped inside with him (on my hip) and set him
down. Mr. Gene asked him if he'd like to sit in the front seat right
behind the driver, then said that if Mick wanted, he might let him drive
later. Mick kind of moved over next to Mr. Gene to look out the front
windshield, possibly deciding he wasn't ready to drive, and then let the
para-pro, a lady whose name I didn't get, buckle him into the seat. He
leaned over to look out the window and just started grinning. And the
afternoon drop-off went just as smoothly. I stepped up onto the bus's
first step so Mick could see me, and then I repeated his
"[gasp]...Awwww....[gasp]....Awwww" (three sets) and then "Heeyyyy!" and he
walked right down off the bus and waved good-bye to Mr. Don, saying,
"Goodbye! See you tomorrow!" What was I so worried about? Jack
got home about an hour later, giving Mick another chance to wave good-bye to Mr.
Don, and about another hour later, Mick dragged the comforter onto the couch in
his room and fell asleep leaning against a giant stuffed bear. Too bad I
hadn't found my digital camera's battery charger in time.