Kindergarten Looms

I’ve been inspired by my friend CB.  You see, he took an extended break from blogging but jumped in last week with a tale of his family’s vacation adventures. I’ve had great fun reading his postings  and it has made me realize I don’t need to make any magnificent reentry in to the blogging world, I just need to start writing.

But this time, instead of laboring over posts for weeks, trying to get it “right”, exercising all of my editorial prowess, I’m planning on just posting little tidbits here and there. (typos be damned). So, look for (hopefully) more frequent updates with snippets of our daily life.

So....kindergarten looms.....

Joshua starts kindergarten on August 17. How did this happen so quickly? In my head he’s still 3; 4 at the most. The mystery of the missing time will probably never be solved but kindergarten is coming just the same.

It was important to us that Joshua not have to participate in before and after school care. Not that there is anything wrong with before and after school care, it just seemed like too many transitions for Joshua. So, Carl & I have rearranged our schedules and practically moved heaven and earth to put us in a position where one of us (usually me) will take him to school and pick him up every day. As you can imagine, Carl & I are ecstatic. Joshua won’t have to ride the bus and we’ll get extra time with him before the triplets get home in the afternoon. And perhaps the most exciting part, I’ll be home earlier so maybe, just maybe, we'll have dinners that don't always involve the microwave & canned fruit. It is a win/win/win for all involved.

Except, Joshua doesn’t see it that way. A few nights ago we were talking about after school snacks. He told me he wanted to ride the bus and have his after school snack after he got off the bus. I told him no, I (or Daddy) would be taking him to school and picking him up.

He paused and said, “only for the first few days though, right? Then I get to ride the bus.”

I told him no, he wouldn’t be riding the bus (the four blocks) to school.

He then told me that because he couldn’t ride the bus I wasn’t his best friend.

Now, if that’s not gratitude, I don’t know what is! Someday you'll understand, my son.  Until then just look at it as an opportunity to get in just a little more Leapster time!