Posts tagged ‘kindergarten’

Happy Last Day of School!

Well, folks – we made it through Kindergarten successfully! At the beginning of the year, our teacher conferences were about the possibility of repeating kindergarten because the Child was more interested in chatting it up with her new friends than listening to the teacher. At the end of the year conference, the Child had improved to above average on whatever kind of test you can give to a kindergartner to measure progress. She still loves to talk. All the time. But she can write a few things, spell a few things on her own, read a few things on her own (although I’m pretty sure she’s faking and can read a whole lot of things!)

There have been lots of funny quotes, lots of firsts (first bus ride! first sleepover! first friend phone call!) and now it’s all over. Summer vacation began today at 11:15am and I get to entertain a soon to be 6 year old for 3 months. Any suggestions on that?!

We’ve been running every weekend for birthday parties, family gatherings, graduation parties, grocery shopping etc. I am tired people! and running out of money!! Who knew a 5 year old’s social life would be so expensive!! New shoes, gymnastics every month (which requires an outfit), school parties for every single holiday, end of the year teacher gifts, birthday gifts for every party. Man!


How Do You Like Kindergarten?

It’s been a little while since I had anything to post about Kindergarten. Well, I still don’t have anything really, considering Kindergarten is only from 8:30-11:15. I just don’t know how anything gets accomplished in those short hours, but those teachers are just amazing at what they do.

There have been birthday parties and sleepovers. Class parties and field trips. Did I mention the homework? In Kindergarten? There’s homework every single night. And it’s always a battle at our house. the Child has a serious case of the “I can’ts” and it drives me crazy, especially because she can but just doesn’t want to. Big difference, ya know?

Last day of school is coming up soon! June 11th or something like that.

Birthday Party Business

The Child got invited to her 1st kindergarten birthday party today. She must be extra special, because the “rule” is that you if you don’t invite the whole class, you don’t invite anyone. So The Child got a private invitation. Ooohhh. She was so excited!! I took her shopping, gave her a price limit and she chose the gift she wanted. I also let her choose the card AND the wrapping paper AND the bow. ¬†I made her whole day ūüôā Go me!!

The Child got the invitation thursday and the party was saturday (I know, hello last minute!) and I’ve been so conflicted on whether or not to do a drop off or stay the whole time. One one hand, I don’t know the mom/family. I mean, I know her but I don’t know her, know what I mean? I didn’t want the mother to be all, OMG can you believe she just left her child here? But I also didn’t want to sit with someone I don’t know, forced to make conversation for 2 hours either. Hence my confliction.

So I called the girl’s mom and asked if other kids were coming, if other mothers were staying or what she wanted me to do. She said it was fine if I stayed, and fine if I didn’t. (Helpful, right?) I asked my Husband’s opinion, and his response was the typical; whatever you want to do. *sigh*

I opted for leaving her there and gave the mom my cell number. I decided it would be a good time to get some errands done. It’s just faster when you don’t have to drag along a 5 year old. So I swung by the car wash and ended up sitting in the line for an HOUR (because even though it’s January 7th in Pittsburgh, it was almost 60 degrees today!). By the time I finally got through the wash, I had an hour left before I had to pick up the Child. So I ran through Wendy’s for some lunch (so much for healthy eating!), then went to the store for some groceries. When I got to party central, there were 4 other mothers there who apparently stayed the whole time. So I was the only mom who dropped off her kid. Loser much? Not one mother bothered to introduce herself to me, and I just stood in the living room until the party was over. Then I wrangled the Child and got out of there was fast as I could. Yes, I know I could have introduced myself to them – but I entered into their conversation and not one of them even made eye contact with me, so why bother?

Ah. it’s only going to get better from here ūüôā

Halloween Crazy

There is so much candy in my house. Hershey’s, Whoppers, Skittles, Tootsie Rolls, Butterfinger, Kit-Kat, Mallow Cups, peanut butter cups, twix, m&m’s (plain and peanut), snickers, milky way – and the list goes on. By the time we separated out all the peanut butter stuff that the Child cannot have, she STILL had an entire reusable shopping bag of candy/chips. I mean really. Just because it was cold and rainy does NOT mean you can dump handfuls of candy into her bag!!! Some guy gave me a garbage bag, because her carry bag was getting too heavy. By the time we got home, the garbage bag was half full. Seriously. Diet? what diet?

I’ve been trying to convince the Child to donate some of her candy to the Halloween Candy Buyback program, through Operation Gratitude, but she ain’t havin’ it. Too bad for her, because she only get another day of candy eating and then it’s going to disappear. I wonder if some of it can go into a shoebox for Operation Christmas Child?

The Child informed me yesterday that she hates her life and wishes she was never born. I really have no idea where this came from, but hopefully I put the¬†kibosh on that in a hurry. Conveniently for me, on the way to the dentist today, we passed 3 (three!) homeless folks on the side of route 28 with their signs. She asked what they were doing there, why they didn’t have homes and why they couldn’t get a job. I reminded her that she should be thankful for her happy life, because she could be homeless with no one to care for her. She cried a little bit and said I was being mean. Maybe the point hit home? I’d really like her to learn some empathy for others and want to be giving. This year I’m going to try and get her involved in Toys for Tots.

Anybody have other ideas for how to teach empathy to a 5 year old?

What you talkin’ ’bout Willis?

The district in which I live has been embroiled in some….controversy as of late. Last year it was a strike. ¬†It was hard to get any reliable information, because my only source of information was this website, which seems to consist of a handful of people who have nothing better to do than cause trouble. They claimed the teachers wanted more money and a shorter working day and did not want to pay more for health care and the mentality of ¬†“how dare they want more money when the rest of us are struggling! Don’t they care about the kids?”¬†¬†Half of them claimed to be friends with teachers and were providing first hand information. Others just wanted to fuel the fire with misinformation and everybody was so hateful. For a few months, I actually considered private school, because if these were the parents of the kids she would be with every day, no way did I want her exposed to that kind of negativity!! Good grief. But I relented and sent her to school anyway. It’s been almost 2 months, and while I’m not best friends (or even friends or even¬†acquaintances with these women – heck, they don’t even speak to you as you walk past them in the hallway), the Child is happy enough and that’s all that matters to me. I’m doing my part by participating in some activities (OMG I’ve never counted so many stinkin’ box tops in my life!), volunteering for some class things¬†(I’ m donating supplies for a Halloween party!), and attending all the necessary events (parent/teacher conference anyone?)

I really don’t know why I keep going back to this website time and again. It only serves to agitate me, but at least I can keep up with what’s going on and finding out my own information. Want to know what’s going on now? No? Too bad, I’m going to tell ya anyway ūüôā Apparently, the district in which I live has chosen to move 5th grade out of the elementary school and into the middle school. There was a meeting last night that was supposed to explain the changes to curriculum and stuff like that. I chose not to go, because well, it doesn’t really affect me. By the time the Child is in 5th grade, whatever changes they make now will either be changed again or will be so ingrained in everyone that it won’t be such a big deal. Plus, the parents getting all up-in-arms would just agitate me more.

From the information I gathered from a¬†separate newspaper article, 5th & 6th graders would be confined to the 1st floor of the middle school while the 7th & 8th graders would be confined to the upper floor. ¬†If you choose to check out the article and happen to peruse the comments below, you’ll see the variety of opinions. Thank goodness we’re all allowed to have our own opinions and thank goodness decisions are not based on one person’s opinion.

What I don’t understand is why this move is such a big deal? Is 5th grade still “elementary level?” Of course it is! What about 6th grade? I would consider 6th grade still elementary, and 7th/8th grade to me is junior high. Of course, when I was a kid all those years ago – grades K-6 were elementary, 7-8 was junior high and 9-12 was high school. But you know what? Grades 7-12 were housed in the same building!! OMG!! 7th grade was in the same building with seniors?? Yes, and we were confined to the upper floor. We had our own bathrooms, our own computer lab and never left the floor except for lunch – which we had to ourselves. No one died, no 7th grader learned bad behaviors from seniors (we did that all on our own!) This is the same proposal that’s going on here; 5th & 6th grade will be confined to the lower floor and 7th & 8th will be kept to the upper floor. Each will have their own bathrooms, computer labs etc and will eat lunch with their own grade.

There’s one mom (at least, I assume it’s a mom) that comments about her 4th grader being up til 10:30pm doing homework. I’m sorry, but that’s just poor time management. There’s no reason at all for this to happen. The kids get home at 4pm (at the latest) and it takes 6 hours to do homework?? I don’t think so. The Child has homework in kindergarten (gasp!) and when she comes home from school, I ¬†check her folder. If there’s homework in there, she does it right now, no excuses get it done thank you very much. No tv, no computer, nothing until it’s done. If I’m in a good mood, I might let her have a snack before she starts. ¬†If there are¬†extracurricular things¬†involved (soccer, football, cheerleading – whatever), ¬†then that’s your choice and your ¬†issue. When I was in grade school/high school, I was in band, choir and drama. I had something to do every single day after school and I STILL got my homework done with enough time to chill out and watch tv before bed. Why? Because my mom told me I had to get it done and there was no arguing.

I have so many things I want to say in response to that blog, but I just can’t. I don’t know why it infuriates me so much but it does. ¬†So I just keep my mouth shut.


What do ya’ll think? Would it be a big deal for your 5th grader to be in a building with 6th, 7th & 8th graders if the 5th graders were kept separate from the older kids?

Yes Honey, Your Mom is Crazy!

When school started, the Child wanted to ride the bus to school, but her crazy mother couldn’t do it. What if there’s a bully on the bus? What if you get off at the wrong school? What if some crazy psycho sees how cute you are waiting at the bus stop, follows the bus to school, and snatches you right off the sidewalk?

Hi. I’m the crazy, overprotective, paranoid mother that lives in your neighborhood! I had all kinds of awful thoughts about letting my 5 year old ride the bus to school. I mean, it’s SUCH a long ride from the pickup to the school (did I mention I can walk to the school?) Anything could happen between here and there. I just couldn’t do it.

So since school started, I’ve been driving her to school. The 1st day I walked her all the way to the classroom. The next day, I was relegated to the lobby because you can’t have crazy, psycho parents wandering all over the school. Each day, I’ve been letting her go a little bit further without me – I stopped at the door the last time. I even asked her if she wanted me to let her off at the curb and go all the way in without me. She said she needed me to walk to the lobby with her. So I continued to do that.

Then just a few days ago, we were a minute or two later in leaving than normal and we saw all the other kids getting on the bus. She waved to the bus as it drove by. Then she asked me if she could ride the bus to school the next day. After a short pause, I told her if she wanted to, she could try it out the next day to see how she liked it.

So the next day, she stood at the bus stop like a big girl while mom died a little bit on the inside. The bus came and she got on, sat roughly in the middle and off she went.

So while I might be the crazy psycho mother in your neighborhood, I try really hard to rein it in and be a normal mom. I’m working on it.

She loves the bus. I don’t love the bus, but I’ll get over it. Eventually.

Let’s Build a Volcano!

Today was the end of the 2nd week of Kindergarten. I think we’ve managed to get our morning routine down pretty well – but it doesn’t really matter to me because I have to work 10 hour days so the Man is in charge of school prep.

Our neighbors just got back from the Beach a few days ago. They have a little girl that is the Child’s ¬†BFFFAA (for those of you uncool folks – that’s Best Friend Forever and Always) and the Child has been just beside herself that she hasn’t been able to play with Neighbor Girl for 10 days. The Child’s 2nd calling is a stalker, so the Child has been running up and down the stairs at least 2x/hour to “check” and see if Neighbor Girl has come outside.

By now I’m very much oblivious to the stalking, having lost count of the trips upstairs. Except, I happened to notice I was watching Max & Ruby – alone. Where could the Child have gone? It’s much too quiet. But instead of going to actually see what she was doing, I continued the ignoring. I’m pretty good at it. Until she comes back downstairs with that look on her face.

What did you do?
Nothing… she proceeds to lick her lips and teeth. I look at her mouth and notice there’s a white powder around her mouth

What did you do??
You’re fibbing!! What did you eat??
Don’t lie to your mother. What did you do?

She shows me her hands, and they have that same white powder. Now thinking I should track down the number for poison control…

Tell me right now what you  ate!

I tried to make a volcano with the powder in the bathroom….she says with a smile

So I march upstairs and come face to face with little puddles of baking powder. There’s some in the living room. There’s a trail in the hallway. There’s a few puddles in the bathroom. There’s another trail from the bathroom to the bedroom and some puddles in the bedroom. She brings me to the window and shows me the piles of wet baking soda in the windowsill. She was trying to make a volcano in the windowsill.

Must have been a tasty volcano.