Wednesday, September 7, 2011
First Day of Kindergarten!!! (and Weight Check Wednesday)
Stayed the same. Ugh. On to the good stuff!!
I barely slept at all, and I got up at five. FIVE. Even though I'd already packed everyone's lunch, the house was as picked up as it ever gets, and I certainly wasn't planning a workout. Five o'clock. In the morning. Leaving me two hours and forty one minutes to fill.
So naturally, by the time we finally got out the door, we were running late. Of COURSE we were. I knew it was humid (it's Guam) so I stuck my camera in the garage to try and let the lens fog up and then clear. WEEEELLLL, apparently the garage is not as humid as the actual outside, because even twenty minutes later, my lens was still foggy!!! And, I might add, I am still waiting for my 50mm lens I ordered FIVE WEEKS ago from Ritz camera and paid forty dollars for express shipment. There was no other option. So, do me a favor and boycott Ritz with me ladies!!!
But there she is, getting ready for kindergarten. So so so so so sweet. The uniform at McCool is khaki shorts, pants, or skirts, and either a navy blue or white polo shirt. Well, Engelbrechts don't wear white, so this is what Ava will be wearing for the next four months. I wished with all my heart that my school had used uniforms when I was in it, and I still to this day think it's absurd that ALL public schools don't enforce a uniform policy. Does that make me sound like a communist? I don't care. I think it just makes good sense. It's also a moot point (you know, like a cow's opinion) because we do plan on using private schools whenever we can, and I certainly will not PAY for my kids to go to a school without a strict uniform policy, so I guess I don't care what public schools do. So there.
You never saw a boy want to go to school so bad in your entire life, I guarantee it. I cannot think of a time in the last four and a half years (Scott's entire life for those of you with my sort of math skillz) that Ava and Scott have NOT been together. They went to the same babysitter when I was active duty, they went to the same preschools in VA and CT, and they went together to Tender Shepherd. They take their swim classes together, they're in the same Sunday school class, and they're on the same soccer team. I think they think they're twins. They practically ARE, but I think this will be good for Ava.
Scott? Not so much.
She finally got sick of me taking pictures. At this time, I had only taken seventy four. That's NOT that many!!
The bus stop is two doors down. In the direct sunlight (or rain) with narry a palm tree in sight for shade. There are about five little sheltered bus stops in the neighborhood, but as far as I know, the bus doesn't stop at any of them. Yet another reason to admire Guam's stellar way of doing business. "Sure, we're the Navy! We LOVE to spend money, put it on my tab!!! Don't bother covering that playground, just build a new one RIGHT NEXT to it, and cover that one instead!!! HAHAHAHA!!!" Your tax dollars ladies and gentlemen. Get those letters going to your congressmen!!!
But first look at all these big kids. Right on my street! I have NEVER seen a single child playing outside up on my part of the neighborhood. Does every single one of these kids pictured here spend all his or her time inside playing video games? Is that what it's really like nowadays? That's horrifying.
And then the bus showed up.
So I ran to the van, raced to the base, kidnapped my friend Libby (thanks Libby!!!) to sit in the car with the rest of the kids, and hauled ass into Ava's classroom.
By the way, this is the hall leading to her room. See all these big kids walking around?!?!? What the hell?!?!?! Get those kids away from my baby!!!
So I burst into her class, with all the other moms. At first she didn't see me. Then, when she did see me, she was all 'Oh, hey Ma, wassup?' Like it was NO BIG DEAL. That was the worst part, I felt like I'd been punched right in the nuts. You know, if I had them.
On a different tangent, see how she's sitting across from someone named Evan? (I feel like I should block his last name, but I don't want to, so just don't look at it.) Well, back before I had kids, when I was stupid, I thought it would be fun to have boy-girl twins, and I wanted to name them Ava and Evan. Wouldn't that have been cute?!?!
What? So cute it makes you want to barf? Well who asked you?
Anyway. That's our story. Our first day of kindergarten. Now I need to work on getting her into a school in Hawaii, apparently it's a little bit of a struggle. And then we can take more picture in January and pretend we're doing the whole thing over again!!!