Can you believe it’s almost time for school to start again? I spent my lunch hour yesterday shopping for school supplies, remembering when I had my own wooden ruler with the little metal bar that sliced up my fingers and doing random things like pouring glue on my hand and letting it dry and then revelling in peeling it off. You know, all the things kids learn to do in school. At least I wasn’t eating the glue like some kids I know.
Anyways, so I was reading aloud the letter informing us of open house dates and times and I came to the portion of the letter stating that the kindergarteners would be having staggered enrollment. I was saying to Lance that could prove problematic for me, if Addie wasn’t staggered in soon because of child care and all that fun stuff. Addie peeps her head out of the kitchen where she is eating a cookie and says in a very frightened voice, “I don’t want to be stabbed!”.
Yes, I see therapy in the future.