Max lost his first tooth today! The tooth behind it (and the one next to it) came through a while back but today he wiggled it while at the supermarket and out it came! The tooth fairy will no doubt visit 🙂
Where does the time go? Max turned five today and I have no idea where the time has gone (I think I say that every year! Four and three :))
He was, naturally, spoiled by everyone! For his party we went to Junglerama at lunchtime with his friends and then had fish and chips at home with the family for dinner. It was all very tiring as Vic and I only got home from a wedding anniversary, 4 day trip to Melbourne to watch Phoenix FC play at 02:00 and were up at 05:45!
This seems to be a big day for Max!
The first thing is he’s having his first night sans pullups. He’s been dry at night for a couple of weeks now and I think it’s time for that next step. I know he’ll have accidents (and be distraught) but it’s a move he needs to make.
The second thing (and a bit stranger) is that he has his first adult tooth! The boys stayed at my Mum’s last night while Vic and I watched the Phoenix play and we went to pick them up at lunchtime. When we got there Mum warned me that Max had hurt his tooth while eating a plum. I asked Max if I could have a look and whilst checking it out saw a whole new tooth popping through! This isn’t suppposed to start until he’s at least six and he’s not even five yet! He now has two wiggly teeth (bottom middle ones) so we’ll see how that goes 🙂
It’s true – look 😉
Hello from the lounge at LAX 🙂
Sorry there hasn’t been an update while I’ve been here (I got here 14 hours late) but my week has been mucho filled with training sessions, meetings and copious amounts of drinking….
I was looking through the photos on my camera and came across this one. Max had a party a couple of weeks ago that had a pirate theme. Naturally Elliot wanted to join in 🙂
Update to follow (probably)
Max had his first school visit today! At our local primary school the new entrants have three visits to the school prior to starting, each about two hours long.Max was a wee bit nervous walking up the driveway to school but once he saw some faces he recognised he was just fine.
The first one is where the parents stay and the wee ones are shown around the parts of the school they’ll be using. In saying that the kids were whisked off after five minutes today while the parents stayed in the teachers common room and spent an hour going the all manner of things such as the timetable they’ll be following, how everything is organised, what to expect etc. The group of kids that are starting on the same day (Feb 7th – first day back after the Christmas break) number about 10-12 and he already knew about half of them which should make things a bit easier.
Anyway, after they’d been taken away and we had all been told what to expect we had our own tour of the place and ended up at the same place the kids were. Max was quite happily sitting on the steps of the classroom having a snack with a friend of his, Freddy, who is already at school and a new friend Lochlan. The parents then went into one of the classroom for a cuppa and left all the kids playing outside. The bell for class rang and after a couple of minutes I wandered outside to see where Max was. After a few minutes of hunting I discovered that he’d gone into Freddy’s classroom and was getting ready to sit down! Hopefully after another couple of visits he’ll be feeling even more comfortable and the transition from kindy to school shouldn’t be too abrupt. The funny thing was as I was leading him back to the car he pulls on my arm and says “Daddy, when the bell rings that means that you have to go back to you classroom”
First visit and he already has one of the big rules sorted 🙂
Max has two more visits so that all parts of the day is covered. This first one was 09:30-11:30 to cover the morning break and the next two cover lunchtime and then the end of school. Parents are optional at the second one and then actively discouraged from staying for the third visit 🙂
He sure is growing up 🙁
I know he’s only four but I want to get Max to be dry through the night. I’m not worried that he’s not and that it is a physical thing (part of the brain needs to develop) and that bed-wetting is only called that in males over the age of 5 anyway but, hey, I’m a dad right – it’s my job to worry 🙂
What we have noticed is that he is starting to wake himself up to go the the toilet. Good news and it shows he’s on the right track!
The first night he got up Vic was out and about 10pm I heard Max yelling out. I went up to find him at the top of the stairs and all the lights were on. I told me what he had done and I gave him a big hug and told him how proud I was of him before putting him back into bed.
The amazing thing is that every time he gets up he asks me in the morning if I’m proud of him. It’s great/scary the impression that the experience of me telling him how proud I was of him has left on him and just shows the power of a father!
