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Your 4th birthday

Your 4th birthday

We had it at “the little gym”  at Blossom Hill in San Jose.You already had a birthday in Iran in December. They celebrated your fourth birthday in Maman Fati’s place, and you got lots of gifts, including your favourite of that time: Gold!

Then you had a second party here, We invited 6 of your daycare friends, including Jesse,the 6-years old boy that you said you didn’t want to see ever again! But you ended up asking me to invite him. He was the only one who didn’t RSVP, and didn’t show up.

Other friends all came, and you had a wonderful time. You chose the “Blaze and the Monster Machines” theme.

You got lots of gifts, including a lego that you built yesterday.

God knows how much I love you.

You, the little lovely cute manipulator..

You, the little lovely cute manipulator..

Daddy loves to make you more active. You are not as active as your daddy likes.

Yesterday daddy took you for a walk around the house. You asked him to hold and carry you. He refused and said that you should walk to the lake yourself. He said that the lake is right there, in front of you. You said: but daddy, I can’t see the lake, could you please hold me up to see the lake. 😀 (you, our four years old child want to trick us to do what you want, and ..you are smart enough to do it).

Then again daddy refused to hold you. You told daddy that if he doesn’t hold you, you would fall asleep, because you are really tired, then you would fall in the lake, and the fish would eat you!!!

You sometimes make us laugh really hard.

You stopped going to preschool and…started again

You stopped going to preschool and…started again

You never went to preschool easily; you always cried in the morning.

Three weeks ago, crying became even worse, to a level that we decided to cancel your preschool.

We thought of three reasons: 1- you were really missing us, and didn’t feel comfortable on your own. 2- you were not comfortable around bigger boys, and 3- you could not keep pace with bigger kids to do school work, like tracing.

Your teachers said the reason is most likely the fact that you didn’t want to be disciplined.

Then I took you to your dance lesson, where you were the biggest kid, all students are girls, you follow dance moves really well, and I sit in the room next to your class.

First you were refusing to eat breakfast in the morning, hoping that we would stay at home. Then you started crying in the middle of the class. Your teacher wanted to send you out of the class, and I asked her to keep you there. You stayed there, but sat by the wall, and kept on crying for 20 minutes outloud.

At that point, I just realized that you just want to stay at home doing nothing, and that most likely you didn’t have any serious issues at preschool.

I asked for advise from three psychologists, one in the US (Patrice Wolters), one in Canada (Sara Dimmerman), and one in Iran (my mom’s close friend, also an experienced psychologist, Ezzat Simhai), and they all agreed that you are crying to get out of school.

So, I am now putting you back in school.

Your crying and begging to stay at home breaks my heart. I feel terrible and awful. But hey, you have been at this same school, with the same teachers and students for three months before we went on vacation, and after we came back, you started crying. So,  it really seems some sort of manipulation to stay at home.

And, you are nonetheless the most gorgeous and adorable girl I have ever seen. Everybody loves you, and your smart beautiful eyes.