I took Everett to storytime at one of our local elementary schools yesterday. It is through a program called Building Blocks where they offer reading, music, dancing, and arts/crafts for newborns to 5 years.
When we first got there, there were only 3 others kids and he seemed really eager to sit down to listen to the stories.
He quickly found a nearby rug with planets and moons on it and was pretty excited about the moons.
He did great sitting on my lap and listened to 3 stories. He was a bit timid and didn't want to sit on the cushions or on the floor with the others kids. He was an extra cuddle bug and I admit I didn't mind the extra cuddles. They did some dancing to some music and played with a scarf pretending it was rain but he threw it. Oddly, I think he didn't like the texture of the silk scarf because when I handed it to him, he acted like it was a hot potato.
After storytime, everyone gathered around a table to color an umbrella but he wanted to play with the toys instead.
We didn't stay for too long. A kid aggressively snatched a toy out of his hand and took off and that upset Everett. He banged his head on the floor (he does this all the time when he gets frustrated) and started crying and asked to go "bye-bye." Where was this kid's mother? Nowhere to be seen. I don't know if it's just me but I find it irritating when parents don't look after their kids and hold themselves accountable for their children's actions and behaviors or at least be there close by.
As we were leaving, one of the mothers stopped me and said that I looked familiar. Come to find out, we went to high school together. She was two grades ahead of me and graduated with my brother. It's always fun running into people that you know or once knew.
I possibly plan on taking Everett back but am considering taking him to our local library's storytime. The city we live in has a few small library branches and there's one about a mile and a half from our house. We go there every week and last week, I poked my head in to check out their storytime and it seemed smaller and more quaint, which I feel would be more accommodating for Everett and his shy personality. While I am working on opening Everett to more social activities with other children, I need to remember that we need to take small steps during this process.