So it appears I was wrong about this kindergarden business...
While Meet the Teacher Night and drop off on Day 1 was rough, with tears, and I almost had a complete nervous breakdown and grabbed my child and ran out of there and whisked him away to home school him for life (I mean I WAS a teacher...) but I sucked it up and walked away. And he LOVES it. Came home bouncing off the walls and has loved every bit of it every day since. He loves it so dearly that I got a note from his teacher saying he should perhaps do less talking and less playing fake guns with the other boys. Oopsie...
I am beyond relieved that he loves it, and I am also shocked at how much I MISS him all day! I didn't realize how much he entertained me, as well as his brother! And this whole going to bed early and getting up early business is killing us. School for Slayde and I starts tomorrow and I am perhaps feeling a bit overwhelmed by all of this change. So instead of going to bed early and resting B and I stay up until midnight watching Sons of Anarchy and eating popcorn. I suppose I will get it together one of these days!! Until then I eagerly await tomorrow when I meet 20 four year olds that are all mine all day twice a week. Lord help me :)
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