So I did it. I registered Mike for kindergarten. There were no lines. I had the million pieces of paperwork I needed to show I really live here in this supposedly coveted school district, and it all went fine. It just felt so weird getting him into a computer in an official school building. I know, I’m a freak, but this has clearly hit a button with me!
But I know that Mike will love it.
He’s ready, he’s starting to get bored with preschool. He needs a new challenge. He’s going to be so excited about sitting in a desk, and having recess, and learning things in a different way from his play-based preschool.
Any issues I have about my crap years in school are going to have to remain MY issues. I don’t want to transfer my edu-phobia to him. Fortunately Mr. Plain loved school, did really well, is a total smart-ass, um I mean smarty-pants, and is going to be on homework-helper duty. But hell, ladies and gents, I don’t like this development!