Let me start by saying I apologize, internets, for being so neglectful of this blog. My head has been so full, so stuffed with stuff, I was afraid to even let a little bit out for fear of a giant deluge of brain matter. Or heart matter, as the case may be.
So much has happened. Not the least of which is...I am the mother of a kindergartner.
It was a beautiful day. Sawyer was SO excited to go to school. The big school. Not the portable in the school's parking lot that he went to last year for pre-K. This was the real deal.
He of course was blissfully unaware of the drama of the past two days. We had received a letter early in the summer informing us Sawyer would be in afternoon kindergarten - and oh, by the way, they were changing the times of the school.
Right. So he was to start at 12:05. Sage's preschool lets out at noon.
I was totally stressed out by this. I also had been told the peanut-free class was in the morning. But of course, the letter also said that the school office would be closed until late August, leaving me a couple months to stew. I sent an email to the principal, and he finally answered, saying the peanut-free was in the afternoon.
So I'm thinking, okay, well, there's nothing I can do, as Sawyer HAS to be in a peanut-free class. I resigned myself to afternoon kindergarten, and the idea that I would not have a minute of the day all year where I would have just one child (yes, that's you, Xander).
Then two days before school started, I went in to hand in Sawyer's vaccination updates and his paperwork to allow the use of an epi-pen and benadryl in case he had a reaction. Because when you have a child with a potentially life-threatening allergy, you are always worried whether they will come home. I met the school nurse (who is WONDERFUL) and felt comfortable that every precaution would be taken to ensure Sawyer would be safe. I also learned there WAS a peanut-free class in the morning, but we, by unlucky draw, did not get in it.
Which led me to speak to the assistant principal (not overly helpful) and to leave a message with the principal. He called me later in the day, we had a lovely chat, in which he told me he'd put me on the "waiting list" for the morning K. Whatevs.
So imagine my surprise when first thing the next morning - the day before school - he calls to tell me Sawyer has been moved to the morning session.
The other drama? David was supposed to be at a convention in Tahoe and was going to miss Sawyer's first day. I was sad, but again, resigned that he would not be there. But again, last minute, he got out of going.
Our little party of five departed Thursday morning for his first day. First, Sawyer posed with his new snack bag (Bakugan, what a shocker).
We are lucky that we live very close to the school. We started down the sidewalk.
And less than 10 minutes later, we were at the school. The kindergarten classes wait outside their rooms, on their playground. It was like being at Disneyland, without the rides. Tons of kids, tons of parents.
Sawyer looked a little unsure.
But who wouldn't be? Luckily he ran into some of his friends from last year, including a couple in his class. Of 34 kids. And 19 boys.
Then the door opened, the teacher appeared, and I realized that the parents were being dismissed. I had some vision of us going into the classroom with him, but we clearly weren't welcome.
With a quick picture
and a wave
He was gone. The door closed. It happened so fast I didn't even have time to get teary. And neither did he.
Not a bad start to the year.
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