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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

The Sweet Smell of School Bus Exhaust

It's that lovely time of year when the bugs are dying off, the weather is cooling in the evening, and the sun sets a little sooner. AND SCHOOL STARTS!

Oh, come on! You can't tell me you're not celebrating, too! And even if you don't have kids in school, those buy-one-get-one-1/2-off shoe sales are pretty awesome.

When da Boo started kindergarten, I got a little teary-eyed. My bay-bee! Now, she's a big, bad second-grader ready to reclaim her place as the best reader in the class (she's finishing up the first Harry Potter and only had to ask me about a handful of words; and those were things that are found mostly in England).

This time, it's the Boy's turn to climb the big yellow bus and start school. He's done well in preschool so I'm not worried about his skills. There are a few friends in his class so I'm not worried about him, socially. Kindergartners only go half the day so no worries about his uber picky eating habits. I got him really cool clothes and he can match his own shoes to what he's wearing so he'll be fine there.

So what am I worried about? No, really. I'm asking.

Nearly every night for the past two weeks, I've woken up at 4:40-ish. When I go back to sleep, I wake up again approximately every 20 minutes after having a nightmare - a vast majority of them feature my only son. The school bus eats him. He turns into a lizard-type creature and is kicked out of school but no one calls to tell me. The beloved principle is replaced by an android who absorbs small boys. And those are just the ones that have stuck with me...no telling how many others I've forgotten.

Maybe I'm not as prepared as I thought I was. Apparently, internally, I am a mess! Are there any words of wisdom from veteran moms or other anxiety-ridden folk? What am I so afraid of? I don't think it's androids...


Kristina P. said...

I'm sure you will be appreciating the peace and quiet, in no time!

elesa said...

Mine's still in preschool, but i can't wait until he starts going to school everyday. So I'm betting you are over complicating things and it really is the androids you are afraid of. They are pretty scary.

Stacy Q said...

My youngest is a big bad 2nd grader, but yeah, sending the youngest off to kindergarten is really hard. Even knowing her teacher was the best teacher on the planet, it's hard. I volunteered, A LOT. It's hard again next year when your youngest goes to school ALL DAY. I still can't bring myself to go to lunch at Costco alone, without her... it was OUR place... we'd sit and gossip over our pizza slices... (*sob*)

Jillybean said...

See, this is why we need to go to school with our kindergarteners.

Now you've got me worried that Max will be eaten by a school bus, and I drive him to school!

Debi said...

You and your dreams sound like me and my dreams. Whatever is the top thing on my mind comes out at night. Sometimes I dream so much I can't get any sleep! One day you will trade your kindergarten dreams for dating dreams and then getting married dreams....what can I say. I've never figured out how to channel my dreams, either. :) Good luck for boy on his first day of kindergarten...mommy, too.

rocslinger said...

Volunteering is a good idea. There are usually not enough parents who volunteer and you get extra browney points for caring about your kids education. Oh, and I hear that school buses don't eat the kids who wear yellow, something about being confused about if they're offspring or not.

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