I will go to school!

 I’ve been feeling several days ago how my skeleton is harding itself. It must be a good sign, but I don’t stop thinking that this maybe can make mom to feel uncomfortable. The outside part of my body appears to be not longer wrinkled, but it also now is smoother. 

Today I discovered something new: I don’t have just a mother, I’m supposed to have a father too. I’m not very sure what that means, but according to what I’ve heard my mom needed my father’s help to have me inside her. Remember me to question mommy how does that work because I don’t understand what a father has to do with all this. By the way, I think I’m not going to meet the man that I should call “dad”. My mom has explained to me that he’s a coward and didn’t want to know anything about me when she told him about my existence. That makes me feel sad, but she doesn’t look like she’s worried about it as I do. She is so happy for having me that she doesn’t mind not having my dad near her. 

I hope that someday I can meet him, because if I don’t, I could not live with this uncertainty in my life. 

Talking about other things, my mom and I have gone today to talk with another woman that is mommy’s friend. She’s working on a place called kindergarten, and she looks like she knows a lot about children. My mother hopes that I can go to that school, because she loves the way they teach, especially how her friends do. Mommy has learned today more ways to teach me more things, apart of flashcards. She is preparing a lot of games to play with me, so I can learn something called position prepositions: “Isaac, listen: when you grow up a little, you will place yourself in the room and I will ask you if you’re under the desk, on the chair, near to the door, etc. And maybe we could climb a level up and make you say the whole sentence, then you practice grammar too! Do you understand?”

Honestly, no, mom, I don’t understand you, but you will keep talking like if I did, so continue doing it because I love that you’re making plans to do with me on a near future! 

She’s going to play with me sticking on my forehead a piece of paper with something written and she will make mime until I figure out what word do I have on my face. She thinks this is a very funny and ludic way to teach me some words.  

Mom has taken this ideas from her friend, and she won’t wait to kindergarten to play with me this games!