We lasted about 45 minutes last week at Touch a Truck. I felt bad for CJ, he really wanted to be there, wanted to get into each truck, wanted to be successful. But the horn honking began small then it was two horns, then sirens, then horns and sirens!
The event started by the ladies checking us in saying CJ HAD to have a stamp on his hand. They wouldn't let me get two stamps, he HAD to have his own. CJ doesn't like to have stamps on his hand, nor does he like a stranger touching him to give him the stamp. I finally got him to agree to it if I put it on for him. Even that was questioned by the ladies, but I gave them my teacher face and they let me do it. Luckily, we were the first in and he was able to be the first on the garbage truck. He asked all the questions he wanted because there wasn't a line yet, and even got a t-shirt from the owner. Then we went to the cement truck and we waited in line. CJ did so good waiting his turn and once inside didn't take too long so others could have their turn. Then we went inside the....I don't remember the name but CJ knew!!! A moving van, a street sweeper - thankfully these were the vehicles that were not at the last touch a truck and he was happy to get to see these up close. We had to walk in front of the police car to get to the tractor trailer and the siren went off at that same exact moment. Needless to say we didn't make it to another truck. Even though he was scared, he didn't hit or throw a tantrum he just wanted to get out of there. But we had to walk all the way around the back so we wouldn't be close to the siren again. As we approach the last crowd to walk through I hear, "Mrs. Teacher" oh no!! So I drag CJ over for a very quick hi and a see you on Monday.
As we walked the long way back to the car I told CJ how proud I was of him - I felt that this event was a success. He handle the lines (and the heat!) not hitting, no tantrum! But he wasn't proud of himself:( He saw these event as a failure because we had to leave.
Our next thing to work on - successes and what they mean - big and small.