Today, for the first time since my baby girl was born four years ago, I left her alone at a school and drove away. She went to the teacher with a huge smile on her face and never looked back. I, on the other hand, burst into tears when the door closed behind her, stumbled out to my car and wept all the way to the bookstore where I sat, waiting for
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Am I the Eric with the whole shelf? Cool.
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I'm also glad to know I'm not the only momma who fell apart over this!
You turned out okay anyway and that's good to know........LOL!
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You know, I remember going for my Kindergarden entrance assessment. I don't remember much of it, but my mother has tales.
I was able to read by the time I was three-ish, and I could tell time, tie my shoes, and all that jazz by the time it was time to start the big K. Allegedly, I never completed my Kindergarden entrance exam, though, because I reportedly (and I dno't remember this, but my mother swears it) threw down my pencil halfway through and announced, "This is so stupid! I'm not doing any more!"
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I'm most worried now about what my little shining reflection told her teachers about me.
I'm positive it wasn't flattering because kids don't remember that stuff. No, they remember how mommy chased the dog around the yard naked.
:::covers her face and shudderes:::::
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I also tend to pause at the authors I've met. I then have a habit of facing their books out.
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Yea. It sounds strange out loud, but in my head, it's logical and helpful.......
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