We headed off to "back to school night" tonight.
Our first one of those...
Each teacher was announced by name and the kids followed their new best friend to their classroom. Parents got to go along, but were soon expected to meet back in the multi purpose room for all the "boring stuff." Marshall's teacher, Ms. Karen-Jane, welcomed them into the room and pulled out her guitar. She had them wave goodbye to us and then had them all to herself.
It was a weird moment for me...
After the parents' meeting we were welcomed to go back to our kids' classrooms and visit with their teacher and ask any questions we might have had. I sat down to fill out the little emergency contact form and kept having to ask questions and reorient myself with what was going on. I truly felt like I was not old enough to be in my own shoes... I was not anywhere near grown up enough to be the parent filling out those forms... it was such a bizarre feeling. I thought it was strange that these forms were freaking me out when all of the registration stuff I did months ago didn't really phase me at all. I sat and talked to my friend whose little boy is also in that class and we helped each other through our crazy emotions.
I am positive it will be different on the first day of school, but I didn't even come close to crying. I did have a "moment" though. As I sat there filling out the papers, I literally felt like the whole world was just spinning around me and I couldn't stop it and had no idea how to get a handle on it. My boy... my little boy... was about to start school. He is about to do all kinds of things he's never really done before but will be doing over and over for years to come. It was just so surreal.
It dawned on me after a bit... my world is about to be turned upside down and I am going to be turning a new leaf. I'd never thought about that before. I knew Marshall was growing by leaps and bounds, but I was nowhere near aware that I am also taking some pretty big first steps into the rest of life.
And I'm not sure how I feel about it.
I am excited that Marshall is in the same class as my little Meg. it should be a great year. Karen-Jane is an amazing creative lady. I can only imagine how awesome she will be in the classroom. Meg is my second to start Kindergarten and let me tell you it doesnt get any easier. I cry a little (okay, a lot) the night before so I can hold it together dropping them off the first day and then I stay as busy as I can the first few days until it feels a little normal. :) I don't feel near old enough to have two in school but unfortunately i haven't figured out how to slow time down. Good luck with the next few days and after time you will be amazed at how old and mature your little boy suddenly seems.
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