It is finally here. My little boy has started Kindergarten. We just finished up his fourth day.
This is a very new situation for both of us. Neither of us are very interested in getting up early. However, that slowly seems to be working itself out. The first two days Sylar was up at the exact same time I was. The two days after he wanted to sleep. Luckily, I am good at waking him up in a sweet or funny way so there is no fighting. Only giggles and hugs.
I walk him into his classroom each day. Once he gets more comfortable in the school, I will walk him to the gate to the hallway and let him go on his own to the classroom…maybe. If I can do it. It was hard enough to drop him off on the first day. It goes against EVERYTHING you know as a mom. Take your child to a strange building, full of strange people, and just leave him there. Logically, you know it’s school and he is fine, but it makes the mom instincts hurt.
At school, he gets a free breakfast and free lunch which I think is awesome. I remember having to pay for lunch and milk and whatever all my school-life. It’s part of a program that the school participates in. All the kids get breakfast and lunch at no cost. Sylar loves this, though he was not happy the day he wanted an egg sandwich, but the girl in front of him got the last one.
As far as friends go, I know there is one girl he gets along with because she likes Minecraft and he said she is beautiful. I also know there is a girl he doesn’t like because she colored red and green on his picture of candy. He hasn’t been able to tell me any names yet other than his teacher’s. All we know is there is “the beautiful girl” and “the bad girl.”
School pick up is crazy. It runs like a well-oiled machine, but if you don’t want your kid to sit in school forever, you have to get there very early. The first two days I arrived after 2pm and we had a long wait. The third day I arrived 1:52 and I STILL had a long wait. I made the decision to show up today at 1pm and see when most people started showing up. By 2pm, the line was not as near as long as it had been the day before or even the days I had gotten there after 2. There was one person in front of me in the pick up line. They had pulled in right before I did. Most of the people behind me showed up by half past one. So I have learned. If I don’t want to keep Sylar waiting in the classroom, I have to get there by 1:30 and all should be good. Now to figure out what to do for 90 minutes in a hot car 5 times a week.
What do you do to kill time in the pick up line? How have your kids been dealing with the new school year? Let me know in the comments!