Kindergarten

Last week, we had Kindergarten orientation.
A group of 25 kids spent an hour with all 5 kindergarten teachers while the parents hung out in the library.
There were all sorts of parents, and you could tell them apart.
There were those who were your typical first time parents sending their child, full of excitement and chatter. They were asking all sorts of questions, and paying full attention.
They were totally excited about things like joining the PTO and volunteering in the classroom.

Then there were those sending their last child. They had already done this 3 times before, they don't need to know how many days a week their child is going to have gym or music or health class because they already know. Joining the PTO is not something they looked all that excited about because FINALLY they are going to have a little peace during the day. :)

Dave and I were in the middle. Sure, we're new parents in the school district, but we're also not going to over smother Logan and participate in every last thing. With having Miles at home, I won't be one of the parents who are able to come in the classroom once a week to volunteer. Not that I think I would go every week anyway. Once a month, that's a good thing. It's enough that your child looks forward to it, but doesn't expect it every week. It's still special.
I do think I'll volunteer for the PTO, but only because two of my good friends are on the board.

It's a little weird walking in a school when your child isn't there yet, but he's a few inches taller than a lot of the kids walking around. He walks in and the excitement is all over his face. He stands taller, walks ahead of us, and doesn't dream of holding my hand.
He walked right up to the teacher, introduced himself and asked if he was allowed to color anything he'd like to at the art station they were working at.
There was no looking back. He wasn't sad when Dave and I left for our meeting, and barely had enough time to say goodbye. (In fact, I don't think he did)
But he DID tell me how much he loved me in the car on the way home.

The idea that next year it will be just me and Miles is a little....hmmm....dare I say odd?
I mean, I'm REALLY excited about sending Logan to school. He was ready last year, and I KNOW he's ready this year. But the kids have gotten used to co-playing all day. Granted, many times it ends in screaming and yelling, but they still play together most of the day.
Now, for 3 years it will be just the two of us.
It will definitely take some adjusting.
What on earth will we DO for 3 years? :)
I think we'll take plenty of day trips. It's quite exciting to think about, actually. Just a little scary as well.