All done tiger & Mommy losing it
Oct. 29th, 2004 01:21 pmToday the kids were supposed to dress up in their costumes for preschool. Kieran has a very cute tiger costume that he loves to play with but hates wearing. As soon as it goes on, 'all done tiger! all done! all done!' starts up. Luckily I remembered I put his huge pumpkin sweats outfit from last year up in the closet, got them out and they're a little too small but he was ok with it.
After we got to school, the kids decorated little bags with stickers then went trick-or-treating for goodies (not candy, much cooler things like glo sticks & little pumpkin baskets with ghosts inside) at a few specially selected stops. First was the cafeteria, next was the school office, then the nurse's office, finally a kindergarten room.
We already know I have issues with the kindergarten room. Actually going inside and having the students stand up & sing 'Five Little Pumpkins' to the preschoolers was way too much for me. There, in front of everybody, I started crying. Not huge sobs, but enough tears that I murmured something about my contacts to those who saw me. What is my problem? Kieran won't even be in there for 3 years! I have a feeling it'll seem like tomorrow and will link back to this post in the future before I know it though.
I can tell that I am going to embarrass Kieran to death at his high school graduation if I'm already crying over this. I'm still trying to find the remote control Kieran must have been born with that stuck life on fast-forward.
After we got to school, the kids decorated little bags with stickers then went trick-or-treating for goodies (not candy, much cooler things like glo sticks & little pumpkin baskets with ghosts inside) at a few specially selected stops. First was the cafeteria, next was the school office, then the nurse's office, finally a kindergarten room.
We already know I have issues with the kindergarten room. Actually going inside and having the students stand up & sing 'Five Little Pumpkins' to the preschoolers was way too much for me. There, in front of everybody, I started crying. Not huge sobs, but enough tears that I murmured something about my contacts to those who saw me. What is my problem? Kieran won't even be in there for 3 years! I have a feeling it'll seem like tomorrow and will link back to this post in the future before I know it though.
I can tell that I am going to embarrass Kieran to death at his high school graduation if I'm already crying over this. I'm still trying to find the remote control Kieran must have been born with that stuck life on fast-forward.
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Date: 2004-10-29 08:51 pm (UTC)Now I've kind of gotten immune to it though.