The title sums up my feelings about Kindergarten right now.
Arriving at the school very early this morning, I was ready to take on the world. Nothing would stop me in my quest to be Room Mom again. We were the first there and I was ready to stake my claim.
Let me make a long story very short for you. Kindergarten? She ain’t playing around. We’re not in Preschool anymore, friends. Upon arrival, we helped Sister find her desk and get settled. By the time I made it to the table housing the sign up sheets (THERE WERE SO MANY OF THEM!), not only was the Room Mom position filled but the Assistant to the Room Mom, Assistant to the Assistant to the Room Mom and Room Mom Thrice Removed were also filled. Once I got over the initial dizziness from the sheer amount of papers before me, I was ready to play hard ball.
In my world? Hard ball = helping with lunch duty two weeks from now bringing Ziploc bags for the class to use (for what, I’m still not sure).
My contributions to this class are clearly going to be astounding.
To be honest, I really did leave there today feeling completely sad and overwhelmed. Totally unlike the other people in my family who couldn’t stop talking about the new computers! Super Nice Teacher! and HUGE library, I didn’t have a word to say all the way home. As a matter of fact, I’ve been at a loss for words all day.
Look, it’s not like I didn’t know this day was coming. I know that after four comes five. After Preschool comes Kindergarten. I get that. It’s just that it occurred to me today that the woman standing before me (delivering a peppy power point presentation…alliteration!) is now going to be spending as much time of the day with my daughter as I am. That reality didn’t sit well.
Also, people? The sheer amount of paperwork I have to do for this child to attend KINDERGARTEN is frightening.
It’s a good thing Sister is so excited about this whole thing or else I’d pretend she was still four for a few more years.