Whoa! Wait a minute. Just the other week I was bitching that the boy wasn’t potty trained and therefore could not go to preschool and here I am talking about kindergarten. I think I would fall over and die from
the slow internet from having to send my baby to kindergarten already. Hell, just thinking about sending him off to preschool is bad enough. What, with all the other kids, and independence and oh my gosh he might have to put his coat on by himself and he just can’t do that very well, who will help him, I’m not there every second. Who will kiss the boo boo when he does the kamikaze leap move from is toddler chair?
Where was I? Oh yeah, kindergarten.
Today was my 5 year old niece’s first day of kindergarten and I got to be there for it. It’s a darn good thing too because if I wasn’t the only photo of her would be the obligatory stand in front of the fireplace photos the trusty SIL takes. Not to dis my SIL’s photo taking abilities, but she had a bit of a blonde moment and forgot her camera at home. Annie Missy to the rescue. Don’t worry trusty MIL there is documentation of this momentous event in Elle fashion. Sadly, I don’t have my card reader with me to download the photos off my camera. Either Derek has it in his bag and
that crap-head he is still in San Francisco or I left it at home. The latter is the likely culprit.
There were tears on the part of the 5 year old, maybe a few from her mother and plenty on the part of the 5 year old’s cousin (aka. the boy). You see… we keep telling the boy that he has to use the big boy potty in order to go to school. Thus the no diapee, no pottee debate in our house. His Uncle Wayne is even trying to bribe him with money. So the boy makes us feel better this morning and takes a sit (I said SIT) on the potty. Didn’t go (naturally) and now he thinks he gets to stay at school. Sorry little one, not the way it works. Hopefully he now has a little better understanding of what school is all about and might get the connection between school and potty. Of course he’s focusing on the minute details. I get to go to school ergo I get to ride the school bus. Isn’t he going to be pissed when he finds out there is no bus to his preschool.