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…..