A few notes: The thing in Henry's hand is (his belt) a super cool Indiana Jones whip. No he has never seen the movies, but we let him play the LEGO video game. In retrospect, not the best idea 2 days before Kindergarten starts. At least I made him put it in his backpack when we got to the front door. Yes, my hair looks like chicken fried butt in those pictures. When Kyle woke me up I was in the middle of dreaming about being trapped in an airport with my old friend Brad who I haven't seen in ages because when I had a kid he moved out to Portland to live la vida loca. Then Henry decided he wanted cous cous for lunch. His school is nut free, so we're getting creative over here. Waking up at 7 and leaving the house at 7:30 does not give you much time to get dressed, get a 5 year old dressed, make cous cous, drink coffee (ahhhh, coffee) and make sure your lovely locks are looking good. By the by, the big bag I am carrying is a new batch of snacks for Henry's class, since we were all required to bring a snack for the class to share at some point and yesterday I dropped off 24 packages of PEANUT BUTTER crackers. They really should tell you they are peanut free before they ask for snacks, no? So that is a big bag of peanut free pretzel packs to make the old switcheroo.
When I got home I promptly put on loud music and got to work so I could stop the constant stream of "I wonder what he's doing right now...I wonder what he's doing right now..." going through my head. He's had 2 years of preschool so it isn't like I'm not used to him being gone all day, but there is something different about Kindergarten. I feel as though he has been plucked from my mama arms and plopped down on the one way street to Grownupville. The other thing that is bothering me is that him being away from me is no longer just about me and him and what we want to do. I can't just pull him out with no good reason just because I want to. It isn't my rules anymore. I'm not sure I like that very much.
At any rate, I just finished baking Henry a batch of First Day of Kindergarten Mario cupcakes that look like this:
Well, that's what they are supposed to look like. But since those are made from pound cake from scratch by the awesome folks over at Snack or Die and mine are made from a cake mix with the help of Betty Crocker, they may vary ever so slightly.
Now the cupcakes are baked, the playlist has ended, it's too quiet in the house and there is a half an hour before I go meet my seamstress to drop of Monster bib supplies. Somebody pass me the Chunky Monkey...
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The quiet. I'm not so sure I am going to like it come next week here for us. We are doing a bridging program this year and then K officially next year, but it is still different. I agree with the 'not my rules" deal. I feel the same way.
I am feeling this same pain, day 3 now. Luckily school gets a 2 thumbs up so far from DD. It's such a sad day when the lo's are sent out into the world of "school", but much sadder I have to say for mama. GL. DS is so handsome.
I just got home from my son's Suzuki pre-school open house....he's only 2 and I'm having a rough time getting ready to let go just 2 days a week!
I was the only Mum who cried when they told us to pack our child's favorite blanket for nap-time.
I know exactly how you feel! I cried when I dropped Audrey off for her first day of Parent's Day Out last Monday- it's only two days a week, but she's never been watched by anyone else before. All day I obsessed about what she was doing- did she take her naps, did they feed her enough, was she just miserable missing me??? The hardest part for me in the end was that she loved it and didn't even care when I came to pick her up that afternoon because she was having so much fun:(
Just looking at those pictures makes my eyes start to water and my oldest doesn't even start kindergarten until next year.
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