Today is Wednesday, the third day of kindergarten. I intentionally waited a few days to write this post so I would be more calm. I don't want to be a blubbering fool here. Our wonderful, curious, independent, and sometimes shy, baby girl has gone to kindergarten. I worried all summer over how she'd do for the first drop-off. I dreaded her clinging to my leg and crying; dreaded her looking at me like I was abandoning her and never coming back. I dreaded leaving my baby with a school full of people we don't know. Seriously, we know one kid there. I never worried about her skills or her readiness for kindergarten, only about her tender heart. I never worried that she wouldn't make friends. Really, who wouldn't want to befriend this little sweetie? I never worried that she would hate it there. I just worried that she'd be scared. Crap, I'm crying. When we talked about it over the summer, she told me she was sad. Why? Because she didn't want to go without Evan and Carley. This is the first time they have been split up in two years, and that may be the sweetest thing she's ever said.
Anyway, this is the part where I say that her first day was great! She had a lot of things to tell us when she got home. And, most importantly, she wanted to go back again for day two (and three). I know she's going to do great and have unlimited possibilities to learn. She's a little sponge; she'll be bossing that class around in no time.
At home, before school.
They had all the kindergarteners meet in the cafeteria together before school. They had stations set up with puzzles, blocks and crayons/paper. Of course, Becca chose the coloring. No shock there. That's the instant I knew she'd be fine. She was in her element right away.
I knew our big girl would be fine. It's you that I was worried about. She will be a joy to her teacher. She will behave better for her, than for anyone else. She will learn and grow and be amazing. Stop worrying about things that are not under your control. I'm telling you this in advance. You will also worry senselessly about Evan and Carley going to kindergarten. It will have nothing to do with them being shy or scared or Holy Terrors, but more to do with a loving Mama who hates to see her babies grow up. I know.....I have been there. I still find it hard not to worry (or cry) about my big girls, too. I am so proud of both of you.
ReplyDeleteThat's sweet, Mom. I can't believe how big she looks! I love that she was surprised and excited that her school had a library. I also love that she was going miss Carley and Evan. Such a great big sister! I am a proud TP!
ReplyDeleteCute! Great to meet you this weekend!
ReplyDeletedad becca is alot like you my love.why do you think i could never spank you.she will be fine and make us all proud.just like you.love you
ReplyDeleteIt was so good to meet you this weekend. I look forward to seeing what direction you decide to take for this.
ReplyDeleteIf she is anything like her auntie TP you are absolutely right, she will be the boss of that class in no time! lol--her Aunt Tracy was in my kindergarten class, so I know this better than anyone!
ReplyDeleteIf she is anything like her auntie TP you are absolutely right, she will be the boss of that class in no time! lol--her Aunt Tracy was in my kindergarten class, so I know this better than anyone!
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