When school started for the Lass last week, things went so smoothly that the moment barely registered on the event scale. Enter the long holiday weekend and now it’s “School- The Return!” Upon arrival today, I counted no less than 5 puffy faced urchins pining for the days of old when they didn’t have to deal with the whole “school” thing. One poor boy was dead set in not letting Mom leave without him. Also, the air of “smooth-running-machine” was gone. Instead, you basically had teachers flailing around looking to pull wrenches out of the works. Suffice to say, a rough morning.
Thankfully, the Lass was a sea of tranquility amongst the chaos. She even remembered her little kaleidoscope for sharing this morning. She happily chirped a goodbye as she toddled off into the next room to see what she could get involved in.
At least this part of dealing with her has been easy. So far…