Kindergarten

This week found us moving into a different stage with the kids.

Nora is REGISTERED for kindergarten!  I didn't get teary or overly sentimental about it, but did take a moment to think, 'wow'.

When we drove up to the curb my daily co-pilot wanted to make sure I knew what was going on.  ''Mommy, we found Nora's new school.  You see that sign, a mommy, a daddy, walk on the sidewalk.  School THAT way!''  Yeah, he's a freaking genius.

Looking at the sign, I'm wondering WHY they show adults crossing the street at a school.  It would make more sense it Billy with a cap, and Cindy with pigtails were skipping across.  Just a thought.

The school Nora will attend is well-aged, circa 1970 something.  Vintage is good, I'm sure there are corridors that will remind me of my primary days.  The smell was musty and old, wonder if there were concrete floors?  My primary school had concrete hallways.

Nora was student number 17 to sign up for kindergarten, they only expect 60 students.  Two classes worth.  The biggest surprise was half day kinder!  My munchkin will have class from 8am-1130 and based on the outline I got that time is 90% learning and instruction.  We look forward to assessing the system for it's merit, California does have better school than Georgia.

My co-pilot sat quietly snacking on cereal bars while I filled out all the appropriate paperwork.  The lady at the counter did some BAD math and told me Nora wasn't ellgible for kindergarten in the fall.  My tone and answer of, 'Ummmm, yes she is, she will be six in October.'' was probably a little insulting.  The lady looked at me and said, ''Well, I guess you would know, you're the mom.''

Fifteen minutes later, we were walking out.  Mission accomplished