The first day of Kindergarten was an adventure for both of us. Probably me more than him because I was told that I had to attend a parent meeting where I handed him off to the teacher. So I had to confirm that the bus wasn’t showing up (it did anyway because of course it did) and I had to make sure I had my act together to get him to school in time. It was a challenge explaining why daddy was going too. Though it was nice being there for his first day. People wanted pictures, but this was the only one that I was able to get since I had a trash bag of supplies that he couldn’t carry.
The trip there involved going through a school zone by the high school, which is now watched by a very serious camera. Of course the jerk behind me tailed me through the zone, raced into oncoming traffic to get around me, nearly took out the front of my car and the car next to me, and almost took out the car in front of me. Did I mention the county jail is a few yards away from the school on the other side of the street? Guy even blew through the red light in front of the jail with cops standing there. They looked as stunned as the rest of us considering what we just saw. This leads to the part of the story where the rest of the drive was me explaining the rules of the road to my son and getting him to realize that we were not in an accident.
Anyway, got to the school and was walking to the front when he teacher and the school psychologist saw us coming. They were a little confused because my son wasn’t on the bus and children of Special Ed students got the tour instead of the optional meeting. Yup. I had to drop off an Epipen anyway, so it wasn’t that bad. One of my son’s new classmates was there and they were talking about the shark on his lunchbox, his TMNT shirt, and that he had the Bad Guy (Darth Vader) on his backpack. It was cute and his classmate took his hand to lead him into the school and to the classroom.
You might notice something was skipped. My son didn’t remember me until he was halfway done the hallway and I said good-bye. Here’s the response:
“Bye, Daddy! I will see you later!”
That was it. I was a little confused there because I expected a hug or something more than a ‘oops forgot to say good-bye’. Keep in mind that he was hot and cold about his new school all week, so this wasn’t even in the top 5 possibilities. Anyway, that was how Kindergarten started for him and myself. At least he looks forward to homework when he gets home.