by,
Kathie Shoop
Hi guys and sorry if I'm remiss with this post. I was under the impression (and out of the listserve loop) that my post day was the first Friday of each month! I'm very sorry for being a blockhead. As for being out of the loop where the schedule is posted, I've been swamped with vacation, car-wreck issues and my son starting kindergarten.
No big deal, I know. I'm shocked at how I feel about the kindergarten thing. I've been waiting for this for a long time. My teeny premature son is finally out the door and I nearly passed out when the school doors swung open and he disappeared inside.
I feel like I'm the one who logged a week at a new school with big toilets (and lots of them), lots of kids and rules by the ton. Kindergarten is truly big business these days. Nurturing, smurturing, there's learning to do.
Seriously, I couldn't ask for a better school or teacher for my son. Even with all of my professional experience lying within the halls of education, I wasn't prepared for how it would feel as a parent to send my child into the abyss. And he's got it easy. Tiny classes, rated the sixth best school in western PA by the Pittsburgh Business Times. It can't get better than this. But my heart thinks different.
What a baby I am. How did you feel when your kids first went to school?
Again, sorry for the mishap on posting dates...
Kathie
6 comments:
No problem, Kathie. We're just glad to see you here!
Every time the kids leave home like that it's just as bad as that first time. When my oldest son left for college, I cried like a baby!
Hi, Kathie! Every mom who ever had a kid go off to school (whatever age, whatever year) can identify! You visualize them falling into the end of the drowning pool, screaming Mom, MOM! Then, at the end of the day, you realize that they're...just fine. You take a deep breath.
Best,
Kathryn
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Kathie, my #2 started kindergarten this week, too. I know what you mean. We spent all summer fighting for her to be allowed to go and now that she is, watching her little face light up as she waves from inside the bus as it pulls away...
Crap. I hate crying. And I did a hell of a lot of it for her this summer.
The little neighbor girl, Amanda, just started first grade, and I got choked up over her starting school.
I remember one time when my Emily was small when she rode on the train at the mall, and I nearly cried because she was going all by herself.
I never had to watch the niece and nephew off to school, but sending my nephew to camp(s) this week for a month was a hardship - what do you mean I'm not going to see him for a month?! Not to mention he's 11 years old and he grew four inches and a beard by the time I saw him next. Best line from him though after vacation, to his father: "You have to work in the summertime?" I almost drove off the road I was laughing so hard. Yes, my boy, we certainly do. Welcome to reality!
Kathie, I can totally relate! My sons (8 & 10) left for Penn State last night with their grandparents to attend the first football game of the season and won't be back until tomorrow. This is my FIRST kid-free weekend since the older was born. I was as excited as the boys were, thinking, "We'll go see a grown-up movie, instead of something starring Spongebob Squarepants. We'll jump on the motorcycle and go for a spontaneous ride, just like we used to. It's gonna be GREAT!" Meanwhile, just a few minutes ago, I realized that the house is soooo quiet and that I'm subconsciously listening for them to come slamming in the back door, yelling, "Mom, he hit me!" and, "Nuh-uh! He hit me first!" I don't know why I miss them, but I do!
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