I got hit with a triple whammy today. First my oldest headed off to 5th grade, ON.THE.BUS, in the Big, Bad Middle School.
Then my middle guy had his first day of Kindergarten in the elementary school.
And finally, my dear daughter, R., had her orientation for Pre-School in the elementary school. I was allowed to stay for this and it was only an hour.
My R. is an unpredictable one. You all have heard about her personality, her stubborn streak, her anger management issues, right? Well, my sweetie can also surprise you, so you never quite know how any situation will pan out.
I began preparing her for Pre-School a few weeks ago. She either acted happy about going or she completely ignored me as though I wasn't there. I would be going on and on about all of the fun activities that she would be doing and she would begin talking over me about Spongebob.
This morning she seemed really excited. She put on her new pink dress and her sandals. We walked the few blocks to school, hand in hand, practicing our phone number. We climbed the steps to the front door. We walked into the hallway where the children, who were to be her classmates, stood.
She turned to leave, pulling me by the hand.
I coaxed her into staying and we walked to the classroom. Upon entering she stuck her butt out, bent at the waist, and started to back-pedal. Again, I began talking about all of the neat things in the room and asked her if she could find the chair with her name on it. She really has been into writing her name lately, so this was a fun task. After she found her chair, she noticed the play kitchen. YIPPEEE!!! She began to play and actually made three new friends.
It was time to go and I couldn't get her to leave! But remember, I was still with her. On the way home she complained that her stomach hurt. Shortly after we arrived home, the poor girl proceeded to have diarrhea.
Her nerves did a number on her. I felt awful!
I am so afraid of what tomorrow will be like. Because tomorrow.....She flies solo.