…when you graduate from preschool – your first full year in school, every day, all day?

You get home – early, because everyone got to go home right after graduation – and for thirty minutes you just sit next to your Mom on the couch. It’s only 10 in the morning, and no one else is there – not even the baby. Just you. You’ve got some little toy in your hand that you’re fiddling with, but for the most part you just sit, crowded up against Mom as close as you can. Then ,finally, you move.  You go over to your table in the other room where you’re normally content to play for an hour at a time, all by yourself, you grab some legos, and you come right back – to the side table, just a foot away from and you play there, building ships and boats in different configurations, quietly. So quietly that your mom almost forgets that you’re there, so close to her.

But you are.