It started this past Sunday when my husband had to work and my two-year-old son, who normally goes home with him for a nap during 2nd service, had to endure two consecutive church services. In the same classroom, with the same lesson he had just heard.Not only that, but I always teach second service preschool, as to avoid being in the same class as my son. Not that I'm avoiding my kid, but it's hard for a young toddler to understand that, while I'm his mommy, I also have to be everyone else's teacher.
To only compound the matter further, there is a little girl who is always in my class who, though I try not to play favorites, I do have a closer relationship with than I do the other kids. (Regular attendee, friends with her mom, see her more often, etc.) Since she's there every week, she's used to getting a little bit extra attention from me.
This has led to, on the rare occassions when my son is in my class, him and this little girl (who are normally the sweetest of friends) getting into tiffs over who gets to sit in my lap. Doesn't seem like a big deal, but, again, we're dealing with sleepy toddlers here.
So, this repeated itself this past Sunday, with my son being a fussy grumpus with the other kids yet, magically, transforming into a sweet and helpful little child the second service ended and the others' parents picked them up. Suddenly he was helping with clean-up, chatting up the other adult volunteers, etc.
One of the other teachers turned to me and asked, "So...he's an only child then?"
