Our confident, rambunctious, friendly kids are, apparently, not. The girl who gleefully conducts regular family gymnastics classes in our living room refuses to participate in gymnastics. Our boy, energetic singer of songs and banger of drums, does not like music. And while they love nothing better than to sweep their special friends up into their personal world of games and toys and imagination, neither will initiate play with other children.
Or so I was reliably informed by their preschool teachers during our first-ever parent-teacher conferences.
Who are those impostor children inhabiting my own every Monday, Wednesday and Friday between the hours of 8:00 a.m. and 6:00 p.m.? Who is the "shy, quiet girl who plays by herself and mostly watches others during activities?" Who is the "introverted boy who is never any trouble but keeps himself to himself?" Clearly, not mine.
I am baffled and troubled by the vast chasm between who I think they are and who they are at school. More importantly: How did this happen and how do I fix it?