The kindergarten kick off began last week when I attended both a "Parent Night" and a "Meet the Teacher Shindig" on Friday night. The second was the most exciting because there were snow cones. The addition of the snow cones officially made it the most exciting Friday night I've encountered in awhile.
You always picture moments like this in your life and they just never are quite the way you thought they would be.
I pictured heading to my child's school and feeling very adult and motherly.
What really happened is I drove the 5 minutes to Parent Night while listening to Run DMC's You Be Illin'. Very loudly, I might add. It's just so rare that I'm alone and NOT listening to the vacation bible school CD, Pandamania.
Once there I was once again blown away by education today. I mentioned in this post that I was a Catholic school girl. So I'm used to an excellent education being accompanied by leaky ceilings and peter pan collars.
During my meeting I was told to download the local school district's app to my iPhone so I could check my daughters grades, view calendars, sports schedules and add money to her lunch account. Um...wha? They also mentioned they will not be sending out report cards via mail and to make sure the school has our correct email address so we will receive them.
Someday my daughter will read this and be horrified at me for thinking such technology was anything but a given. Thus, I want to take a moment to assure Nora that I did not stand up and yell "Shazam!" while slapping my knee when they told me about the app. So future Nora, calm down. Also, quit rolling your eyes at me and clean your damn room.
All of this led to today, when we finally dropped our girl off for her first day of elementary school. A lot of mixed feelings were felt, some of them made more strongly by the fact that we are still new and a bit lonely here. It hasn't escaped me that I should be having coffee with my old friends on this day. The ones who have known Nora from day one.
But mostly I can't believe all we've been through together in her nearly six years. And I can't believe how lucky we are, as her parents, that we get to watch her take this new step, along with all the other new beginnings Nora will have in her life.
Life is full of this very bittersweet kind of stuff. Thank God, because it keeps us grounded. You don't get this kind of reflection from trips, cars or other "things".
Now I'm off to figure out how to make some friends here in this town. Because this is my new beginning too, and my 11 month old and I have a lot of things to do yet before I drop her off, all fixed up in a dress and wearing a back pack three sizes to big for her body, to her first day of school.