Well, it’s over. The Tater is at school and all is well.
Yesterday was the 1st day, so we parked, got out of the car, walked to the room, did all the picture-taking stuff. You can SOOO tell which parents have kindergarten kids ~ there’s more cameras than on the red carpet…..Oh, let’s take a picture of her walking down the sidewalk. OH, let’s take a picture of her sitting in her seat. OHOHOH, let’s take a picture of her at the door to her room. Oh, I KNOW! Let’s take a picture of her putting her backpack in the closet.
Geez….and yes ~ I am guilty of Every.One.Of.Those! God Bless her teacher, she said “Take all the pictures you want to take, this only happens once.” Then she turned back and said, “Well, it’s only SUPPOSED to happen once.” Lemme tell ya…this is only happening once!
So, this morning we have the pep talk about dropping her off at the sidewalk, a teacher opening the door to the car, she’ll hop out without a fuss, fit, or flailing arms. She’ll walk to her room like a big girl and then she’ll have a GREAT DAY!! A GREAT DAY!! A GREAT DAY!!!!
All that went EXACTLY according to plan. Except I couldn’t see her after she turned the corner to get to her room. I drove back around the school (no one seemed to think that was odd, I’m sure. “No I don’t have a child to drop off, I’m just checking…”)
I decided the only logical thing to do was call the school and make sure she got to her room. The secretary chuckled as she put me on hold and then came back on the line to tell me she was in her room, happily playing. Whew.
I called Mac and when he answered, I said, “Well, that sure was difficult!” and proceeded to tell him the story.
When I finished he was laughing…..and said, “I thought when you said it was difficult you meant she wouldn’t get out of the car, wouldn’t let go, was crying and screaming and all that stuff. But you mean that was DIFFICULT for YOU!”
I don’t think he’s funny at all. Not one bit. Nope, not at all.
I’m thinking she should ride the bus to school next week…..that way I’ll be able to SEE her get on the bus. And I’m not gonna think about what happens when she gets off the bus and has to get to her room.
Nope, not gonna think about it at all. Not one bit…..
Lipstick, Margaritas and Hairspray 
that’s ZACKLY why I don’t leave my dog at doggie day care
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Anet ~ It’s the little things 🙂
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I get this post. I so get this post.
My boy is heading off to high school next fall. Many high schools here begin in 8th grade. (It’s a stupid New Orleans thing.) And I’m not sure I’ll even be able to bring him as he will be MORTIFIED by the deafening, hysterical bawling of his mother.
Be glad your little person is so well adjusted. And have a yummy snack that takes a long time to eat for her when she gets home every afternoon so you can sit down together and recount her little day.
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I STILL drive around, sit behind some parked car (almost in the road) and watch her walk down the LOOOONNNGGGGG sidewalk to her room and open the door….just to make sure 🙂 So not looking forward to the teen years-ha!
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That’s not weird. It makes you an amazing, loving mom who isn’t willing to miss a minute of her little life. I do that, too, from time to time. And mine are 10 and 13 … and (sometimes) pushing me away. 🙂
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🙂 Weird is good…I’ll take it…
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HAHA! Lovely post. My eldest is 3 so I’ve still got two more years before the first ‘drop off’ day. I’m glad it all went to plan:) I’d like to give you the Laine Award. Pop by my blog to see how to accept. Congratulations on your award AND for getting through The Tater’s first day at school! http://alia-cartwright.blogspot.com/2012/08/all-quiet-on-western-front.html
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THANKS! That is fabulous ~ and I’ll be right there! Yes, that drop off was much tougher than I imagined it will be…better start preparing for it now!
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As a former schoolteacher, you brought back some funny memories of first days-and just between you and me- glad you made a good first impression on the secretary- she is the one in power and don’t you forget it!! You definitely want to remember her throughout the year on all those “Teacher Appreciation Days” because she is not at the bottom of the food chain- rather she is right up at the top…The secretary can get things done when no one else at the schoolhouse can! I am still laughing imagining Sasha riding around the school buidling unsure if Tater made it to her room or not!
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Oh, thank you for those encouraging words! And I’ll definitely remember the secretary, because I can see her as my go-to girl LOTS of times! Thanks!
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I sat in the car & bawled when my eldest started school. It is very hard to be without them all day after you’ve been with them 24/7 for the previous 5 years. It does get easier though 🙂
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Yes, I think it will….I was just so amazed that she got out of the car, no problem and went right to her room…just like I’VE BEEN TRAINING HER TO DO FOR WEEKS! Ha, guess it worked! Thanks!
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On my oldest son’s first day of kindergarten (a few years ago), we actually followed the school bus and then watched him get off and walked him to the door. My husband thought I was nuts. I later just started driving him myself. LOL
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We thought about it because she is riding the bus home….wondered if I could get behind the bus from school and then get home before she did! Ha, she did fine on the bus ride home, and said that was the best part of her day 🙂
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My ‘baby’ turns 18 today. He still can’t get himself up and out the door!
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This is NOT helping….. 🙂
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