So after filling out mounds and mounds of paperwork for Bird's first day of school, I lamented that we may not have a single tree left in the rainforests after all the paper I filled out. I suppose the paper recycling program at her sweet school is a very good idea!
Bird was quite excited for her first day of school and I worried that she might have difficulty falling asleep. She seemed fine, but I suffered through anxiety dreams all night long. I woke up around 3am in a full on panic, my head itching, and my heart racing because our entire family had lice and I knew Bird wouldn't be able to start her first day of school. I even woke up Hubby to tell him I needed him to check my head for lice. I'm pretty sure he groaned before falling back asleep while I laid in bed and troubled over whether the lice would be a problem or not. I formulated plans for removing the lice from our heads and planned all the loads of laundry I needed to do.
I woke the next morning sans itchy head, but made Hubby check to make sure I didn't really have lice. He did it though I'm pretty sure I saw him roll his eyes at my insistence. All morning I felt a bit tense and anxious thinking of Bird's first day of school. You know that slightly anxious feeling when you just need to have a good stretch? I felt like that and Hubby did too. It's funny because Bird is so independent and so outgoing that we really weren't overly concerned about her. We knew she'd love school, would love the oh-so-tiny Mrs. L, and would get along great in her classroom. But there was still something daunting about sending her off to the big serious school of learning.
Bird happily dressed in her darling little crisp plaid jumper and white blouse, packed her fresh pink backpack with her folders and several cubic tons of paperwork, and off we went.
Bird's school asked parents to drop children off in the carpool lane and not to come inside. I really wanted to walk Bird in on her first day and really wanted a picture of Bird at her desk on her very first day. Hubby was driving and thought we should follow the school rules. I'm all for following rules, typically, but this seemed to be a bit extreme. She's five. This is the only first day of Kindergarten Bird will ever have. I wanted to hold her hand, just for a second. Hubby won because he was in control of the vehicle and I was not pleased.
Bird was a bit anxious because she didn't think she could find her way to her classroom. "How will I know where to go?" she nervously asked. We quickly assured her that an older student would escort her directly to Mrs. L's class and sent her down the sidewalk. I avoided tears because it all happened so quickly. Perhaps this is the real reason Kindy Parents are kept out of the building. We would surely be a blubbering sloppy mess if given the opportunity to linger.
I couldn't wait to pick Bird up and her smile stretched wide across her face as she rushed out to greet us. I love how much this kid loves life...every bit of it. We celebrated with a trip to her favorite little lunch cafe. I must say it felt a little strange to walk in with a little girl who no longer looked quite so little in her plaid school jumper.
Bird's first day of school report in this specific order:
1. Mama, we are supposed to have a snack. I didn't have a snack today. [ugh. My mama heart dropped all the way down to my toes. HOW could I have missed this minor fact? I assure you that is the last time my Bird is snack-less.]
2. Girls lead Girl Lines and Boys lead Boy lines. That's just the way it works.
Woah! So my Kindy week in review was quite long...and I only got through Day One, more to share, of course...
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