Monday, September 19, 2016

Life, Lately.

Something like 7 years ago I was in kindergarten.

I rode the bus with my friends Nikki and Beth (and presumably others, but I can't remember who else) to a little one room school house out in the country that had a skunk family living under it. Our teachers, Mrs. Yoes and Mrs. French were sweet and patient and taught us how to make butter and to dance and to line up quietly while waiting to go to the playground.

About 12 weeks later, I graduated high school with many of the same kids I went to Kindergarten with at the one room school house with the skunk family under it.

Like five minutes after that, I gradated from college and got married and began traveling the world with a guy I really like, but don't see nearly enough.

It's funny that I'm out of college and married because I'm seriously only like 22 years old. Right?

Wrong.

I'm 32 and have a Kindergartner of my own. We are seriously the old people on our street of LT's and CPT's families.

And you guys, Kindergarten isn't a joke. There's no nap or show and tell. They are READING. WORDS! And Grant is starting to understand FRACTIONS. I swear, I was in like third grade for that.

And along with learning and understanding concepts sooner than I did, he's pushing for independence sooner than I think I did.

When walking to school, we can drop him in the breezeway of the school to find his own way to the class meeting spot, or I can walk him directly to the meeting spot. I generally prefer to drop him AT the meeting spot, so there's no question that he's where he needs to be. But his friend gets to walk from the breezeway. And watch Pokemon and stay up until 9 o'clock. So that's pretty much all I hear about.

I told him we'd revisit the drop of location in several months, but I'm pretty sure my answer is still going to be "You're only little for a short time, let me help you while I can." Every kid loves and understands that rationale, right?

Honestly, dropping him at the breezeway would save me time and about 400 steps in the morning. But he's only small for a short time, I want to help him while I can.


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