It’s been a tough year and a half for me. My son starting kindergarten didn’t seem to be too difficult on anyone except Mini Me who was left home alone with no one to play with. He would start about 1 PM and put his shoes on and then stand at the door until 2:30 asking if it was time to go get Ditto Boy Yet.
He has done better this year and I personally was really only mildly involved in a lot of activities last year but with mono the first semester and a broken leg the second semester, I still managed to make it to almost every field trip and the one I missed, my mom was able to go.
So, there basically was no turning loose of the apron strings. This year though, the homework is more, the individual skills are greater and our first field trip occurred this week where parents weren’t allowed to go. I’m going to be honest, my son wasn’t going. First of all, how can they ask me to pay for my son to go to a public place and take him on a school bus (which omg, the dangers of that) and then tell me that I would not be allowed in this public place?
That was insane.
So, I said no. That was the end of that and no he wasn’t going. The closer the day of reckoning arrived, the more questions my son asked. Basically he resorted to begging to go and I, untied one little knot on my apron and I signed the paper and sent him on his way. His teacher said he did wonderful and was very well behaved.
That wasn’t my concern in the first place. He knows to behave, but strangers are not always nice people and my son is a complete socialite and it wouldn’t take much for someone to convince him that he was suppose to leave with them.
And, so on Thursday night and again on Friday morning, we had a long discussion (our first if you can believe it) about strangers and the dangers of strangers.
And, honestly, slipping that knot lose just a tiny bit wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be. Whew! Glad that’s over though!
