My little man had Kindergarten Orientation last night.
Excuse me while I go bawl.
OK, I’m back. I’m all snurfley, but will try to get through this.
Nate and I took Indie to a rehearsal with us yesterday afternoon and he fell asleep on the ride home.
As you can see, I needed to do laundry~ Lightning McQueen is usually only jammie fare, not daily wear. He did have clean socks in his drawer, thank you very much…but he got his shoes and socks and failed to do the sock part. Oops.
We stopped by the house just long enough to pick up Greyley and get Indigo a nice, clean shirt and he snoozed right through it. We woke him up when we reached the school, so he went in a little dazed.
And just a little tender…
The thumb made an appearance.
Mr. Anger, the principal~ yes, that’s REALLY his name!~ was so sweet to Indigo. This man is the nicest man, not to mention principal, that I’ve ever met. Every day he shakes every student’s hand and says something encouraging. It’s a large school too. I love that.
Greyley was so proud to show him off.
She’s gone to Red Pine since Kindergarten and is so sad that she’ll be going to a different school~ Middle School~ next fall when Indie goes to Red Pine. He feels like he can do anything with her by his side…
What’s up with my kids not wearing socks with their tennis shoes? Oh yeah, they’re not all mine. They do have a parental unit who may or may not like socks.
There are all new Kindergarten teachers compared to when Greyley went, so it was a shock when the first one we met was a boy of about 12. Ok, MAYBE he was 18-20…at the most. That can’t be possible, can it? He had to be a little older than that, but he looked young enough to be my child. To his credit, he was very polite and called me Mrs. Sabin. No, he didn’t really, but he totally should have. I would have looked around for my mother-in-law, though, so I guess it’s good he didn’t.
Indigo was ready to GO HOME because there were “too many people” in the last class. However…he perked up when he heard there were computers!
The first glimpse of a smile…
It really got good when we got to go on the bus ride. THAT was what made him think Kindergarten just MIGHT be a worthwhile experience.
We went out to eat afterward, to celebrate. Indigo finally opened up and was his bubbly self again. He raved over the food and was all smiles. I thought back to when I started a new year of school, going into a new class, the nerves, the excitement, the fear…and I saw that he’d felt those same feelings. He was relieved to have a night of “Firsts” behind him.
For an extra treat, we went to Cold Stone for dessert. We’ve gone so rarely that Indigo almost went in the wrong door…the door to the Indian Restaurant. When Nate told him that it didn’t say Cold Stone, but Sambol Indian Restaurant, Indigo shook his head and said, “Well, see, that’s why I need to go to school…”