hit me with a ruler
Right now is one of those times where I'm anxious but trying to pretend that I'm not because I know that in the grand scheme it's just school, it's just kindergarten but education is of such importance to a person and I don't want to freak it up and school doesn't even start for another five days and I'm already ramping up the jitters.
I'd go with my instincts, but I can't figure out if it's my instincts that are telling me to turn around and huff and puff back up the hill to B, or if that's just greener grass talking.
Is it any wonder that R is not looking forward to school, with me as his guide? He just wants to stay home and play with Legos (I know the proper plural is Lego but that bugs me) and watch Magic School Bus. This would be why I should not homeschool.
Bussing may be a bigger pain in the ass than I expect. I don't know what to expect. It's 1.7 miles away. Walking is virtuous but not realistic day to day. Driving takes 6ish minutes plus whatever hallway shuffling time, while bussing could be a numbing purgatory if they have to share two school routes on one bus and it ends up taking an hour to get there. But I'm just guessing because I know nothing yet about the bus route. I'll be driving him the first week or month in any case. This was my choice? Right?
The orientation was fine, but L took up all my attention getting into all the little red-inked letter and number stamps while the teacher read a story, and then having to change a nasty diaper with access to a sink but no soap so I had to raid a janitor bucket for rubbing alcohol and a Clorox wipe. At least the stamp ink was water soluble. The facilities are old, the drinking fountains are draped with plastic while they refurbish the pipes. This was my choice, right?
Is an old, challenged building and the personnel that go with it really going to impart more character in my children than sterile newness would? Is the lack of bullying policy notices on every doorway an indicator that they aren't needed like they are at B? I still think so, rationality be damned.
Both schools being more or less equal on paper, did I trade off walking to school for intangibles that won't have been worth it? Hindsight isn't talking, so I'm looking for at least a periscope to see around the corner.
Too late anyway, full steam ahead. Right?
I'd go with my instincts, but I can't figure out if it's my instincts that are telling me to turn around and huff and puff back up the hill to B, or if that's just greener grass talking.
Is it any wonder that R is not looking forward to school, with me as his guide? He just wants to stay home and play with Legos (I know the proper plural is Lego but that bugs me) and watch Magic School Bus. This would be why I should not homeschool.
Bussing may be a bigger pain in the ass than I expect. I don't know what to expect. It's 1.7 miles away. Walking is virtuous but not realistic day to day. Driving takes 6ish minutes plus whatever hallway shuffling time, while bussing could be a numbing purgatory if they have to share two school routes on one bus and it ends up taking an hour to get there. But I'm just guessing because I know nothing yet about the bus route. I'll be driving him the first week or month in any case. This was my choice? Right?
The orientation was fine, but L took up all my attention getting into all the little red-inked letter and number stamps while the teacher read a story, and then having to change a nasty diaper with access to a sink but no soap so I had to raid a janitor bucket for rubbing alcohol and a Clorox wipe. At least the stamp ink was water soluble. The facilities are old, the drinking fountains are draped with plastic while they refurbish the pipes. This was my choice, right?
Is an old, challenged building and the personnel that go with it really going to impart more character in my children than sterile newness would? Is the lack of bullying policy notices on every doorway an indicator that they aren't needed like they are at B? I still think so, rationality be damned.
Both schools being more or less equal on paper, did I trade off walking to school for intangibles that won't have been worth it? Hindsight isn't talking, so I'm looking for at least a periscope to see around the corner.
Too late anyway, full steam ahead. Right?