Apparently, someone seems to have a lot of fun in kindergarten.
Today, I went to L’s kindergarten class with mini cinnamon rolls, paper plates, and a kid’s book to share at his little birthday party.
It’s still not his actual birthday, yet this is his second party. That’s just how the cookie crumbles this year.
L has been in kindergarten now for about 5 weeks, and he is doing fine.
But I’m not.
I thought I would have so much more time now that he’s gone for 6.5 hours. Yet I’m always rushing around and driving up the hill full speed to pick him up from the bus.
Why do I feel like I’m repeating myself? Oh, because I am.
On most days, I don’t think it’s a big deal, but on other days it seems like I have a ton more work added by him being in kindergarten. My to-do list only gets longer.
How do moms with four kids do this, and do it well? I don’t like feeling like I’m winging this.
L isn’t getting a ton of homework, but some. And we are encouraged to do more by ourselves with him at home.
His school is “paperless” and environmentally conscious (yet, do they use toxic cleaners for the classrooms?) We — who am I kidding, that will always just be me — are supposed to check on our kid’s website account ever so often, but the site is so badly designed, it takes me a while to find things every time.
“Paperless”? An incessant stream of papers about fundraisers, home town stickers, book fair, volunteer signup for the holiday fair, etc., comes home with L every day.
I feel like putting a giant “No Solicitors!” sticker on his folder. Is that an option? It should be. How to opt out of kindergarten junk mail.
One note about voting for the school every day on a certain website so they get $10,000 isn’t enough — I think I’ve received four by now. And when I want to be supportive and vote, the site is giving me an error message.
Don and I are proud members of the PTA by now. And I signed up to help out at the holiday fair.
L has been stabbed with a pencil in the leg and was send to the nurse in the first week and stabbed near/in the eye the next week.
All of a sudden he comes home with bite marks on his hands — I guess from being nervous; he won’t tell me. Or from being the youngest boy in class and getting used to so many new kids and demands and rules. Heck, I’m still getting used to them!
After he was the golden child for two years in preschool (“I wish I had 10 Landon’s in my class,” his teacher whispers to me), I now hear that he’s having a hard time paying attention sometimes and was tested for his language abilities (he passed).
Welcome to kindergarten.
I’m in contact with his teacher, who is lovely, but I don’t want to overwhelm her with questions because she’s also getting emails from 20 other parents.
I’m glad that L is in kindergarten — he happily jumps on the bus and comes home knowing so many new things. We are very lucky to have him in such a good school district. Everyone working there has been nothing but wonderful, but we are both still adjusting.
I’ve looked into homeschooling. I have always been intrigued with it since he was little. I like the flexibility and the focus on one particular child and his/her learning style.
The first — and only — time L got a time-out in preschool, he was holding another kid’s hand after leaving the playground and that kid made a run for it across the parking lot and L ran with him.
My first reaction hearing that? “You go, Landon, I wouldn’t like being in line either.”
I was kind of proud, actually. I don’t want him to be a follower. But obviously safety comes first in school and kids need to listen.
I have several friends who homeschool, but they are not working full-time. How would I get all my work done?
It feel like I don’t really have much control about what happens to L in kindergarten. I never felt like he was out of my reach or that I wasn’t welcome at his preschool.
The kindergarten didn’t ask me before they tested his language, and I think they should have let me know. And I didn’t get a call about the eye stabbing incident, so I was questioning that realness of the story, which I shouldn’t.
I should know to believe L; he doesn’t make stuff up like that.
I’m hoping that the hand biting and not paying attention and not knowing how to write U yet will work itself out in a few more weeks. They’ve got me worried about him.
I guess that’s part of the whole puzzle — I’ve never had to worry about L so far, and having him in kindergarten worries me.
So what that he doesn’t know all his letter yet — he’s a little boy, not even 5 yet.
How do/did you feel about your child’s kindergarten? How is/was the experience for you?