After my mishap(s) at kindergarten screening, I feel the need to apologize to the school — teachers, advisers and helpers.
You see, I completely planned on being there 15 minutes early. Really, I did. But we are not yet in get-the-kids-ready-early-in-the-morning mode. Typically, we drag our babies out of bed (sometimes putting their shoes on while they are asleep) and load them up in the car. I send a bag of clothes to the sitter, who manages to get them dressed (or some days they rock those pjs).
So, even though I had Miss Maylie’s clothes laid out the day before (and mine as well, might I add), Maylie decided that was NOT what she wanted to wear to kindergarten screening. Oh, and that her shoes would not work because the Velcro no longer held. While it should have taken 3 minutes to accomplish, getting dressed was a 15-minute process. Which explains our late appearance.
Oh, and I am sorry that I lost ALL the paperwork. In my defense, I received it like in February! I actually was being really responsible and filled most of it out! But then, I put it somewhere safe where I would definitely not lose it. And guess what? I have no idea where that safe place is. I did however, thanks to my phone-a-friend lifeline the night before, have her birth certificate, Social Security card and three proofs of address with me — so that should get some points, right?
And this next apology needs to go out to the parents, since I walked into the parent meeting well after it started and did what any mom would do — I took the empty seat at the front of the classroom. And while the sweet lady (sorry, I missed her name as I wasn’t there for introductions) told us all about kindergarten, I filled out that paperwork. For the second time.
Oh, and did I mention that I was a first-time mom with a kid in school? Oh, you could tell? I have no idea how! Maybe it was the million questions I asked throughout the whole presentation. “Will someone walk her to the classroom from breakfast? How will she know where to go? Can I pay for school lunches ahead of time — like far ahead of time so I, you know, remember?” It’s no wonder that sweet lady went over her allotted time.
Dear Mrs. Bus Organizer, I’m sorry, but did you actually say “we have never lost a child permanently?” Yeah, no. Nothing like starting off your piece of the presentation with anxiety. And where is that bus phone number? It is going in my phone immediately. Ah, it was on slide 3, which I missed. Because I was late.
Sorry about that, Moms and Dads in the room. Honestly, I filtered out about 10 questions, believe it or not. I mean, I think I know the answer to them checking to make sure my daughter wiped properly after No. 2 so I figured I would just try to work with her more on that this summer than bring it up.
And yes, I was even the mom who asked the bus driver the one question I swear I didn’t learn in Driver’s Ed, “if a bus has their yellow lights on at a railroad crossing, and I am coming toward them, going the opposite direction, do I need to stop?” But did you all know that you don’t? Even the bus driver said people do all the time but we don’t have to! I just saved 30 seconds on my trip to work as this happens almost daily! (Just a side note, I did not verify this with Ohio Law).
So anyway, I am sorry. I would like to tell you that day was a fluke, that I am better than that on most days. But, to be honest, that is just me. I am a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of woman, and I work best under pressure. I have tried to amend that, I really have! But it is really just who I am.
Oh, we will be working on the morning routine this summer as I know the bus will only wait so long. And I promise that I will work with my baby on homework, challenge and expect her to exceed, be very involved, and be at every school function possible. I just may be a few minutes late.
But I WILL be there — with many questions and concerns, but with so much love and support for not only my baby but for the school as well. That’s one thing you can always count on. And one thing I will never be sorry about.
Sarah (Pitson) Shrader was born and raised in Lima. She is a Lima Central Catholic and Tiffin University graduate. Sarah is a full-time working mama who enjoys writing about her somewhat crazy, always adventurous life as a mother. She lives in Bath Township with her husband, Paul, and their daughters, her writing inspirations, Maylie and Reagan.