Well shoot, I thought I was ready. But I'm not!
I was fine at the end of last year when teachers would say, "Next year you'll be here." to him.
I was fine when we ordered his back pack.
I was fine when he made me attach his Lego Chewbacca key chain to said back pack like his siblings all have...
But then he picked out his lunch box and I was not fine anymore.
He's ready...
Well, he's ready in the sense that he wants to go. And lets face it, the boy's been up at the school with me so much he'll be giving tours to new students. He knows all there is to know about being up there.
But did I mention that he's my least prepared child to enter school. Um, and by least prepared I mean ehem, we are still working on writing his name... so sad. I can't believe I'm actually admitting this to the 10's of people who read this, but he's seriously unprepared. Actually it's a pride thing for me. He'll be fine, he knows his numbers past 20 and all his letters (he just can't write them all). He'll be behind some of the kids, but he'll be ahead of most and it won't take long for him to grasp the basics so I'm technically not worried...
Just officially embarrassed...
Mother guilt!!!!
But can I tell you how excited I am to get me some one on one with Maggie. I've not had consistent one on one any of my kids (
except Maggie in the NICU) since Sam was 13 months old and Claire was born. I'm looking forward to enjoying time with her.
And I'll admit it...
I'm looking forward to grocery shopping with just one rather than... 5. There I said it.
Anyone who knows me well knows I love being with my kids. LOVE IT! But I do look forward to the days of NOT taking up an entire isle in the store... and not having to say things like:
"Line up behind me by age like a train."
Or
"Son if I have to tell you again to put your hand on the cart..."
Or
"No, I don't have room in the freezer for more ice cream."
Or
"Face forward when you're walking."
Or
"Please don't make her scream."
Or
"We don't need candy."
Or
"Son, you have to look where your going when pushing the cart."
I could go on... but I won't.
At any rate school is approaching like a speeding locomotive and the old familiar dread is starting to hit.
It's more a dread over the loss of this free as a bird summer life style where we have no schedule at all then it is over them actually going back to school. So it will pass and we'll all get excited about being back in the swing of things again soon. Until then we'll just enjoy being cooped up inside b/c it's too hot to go out together having fun and maybe even take a little vacation...
One can never tell about these things...