Pink Floyd, The Final Cut 1983
Last week, I hosted a Snow Day Playdate with the Backyard Neighbor and the Next Door Neighbor - it was interesting because all 3 of our boys are going to Kindergarten this fall, yet none of them will be on the same schedule. We are doing Afternoon Kindergarten, the other neighbors are doing All Day Kindergarten and Morning Kindergarten, respectively. I am so grateful our school has such flexibility. Full Day Kindergarten simply would not work for us, but I like that parents such as my Backyard Neighbor have the option for Full Days.
This week, I am submitting the paperwork to enroll Anjali into pre-K. In the spot on the form for "Child's Fears" I could not resist my answer of "Her brother beating her to the last cookie." Seriously, if you want to watch my little girl lose her frocking mind? Just watch Arun beat her at anything - the sprint to the last cookie, the race to the car, the race to let the dog out of the crate, the race to the last puzzle piece. She is obnoxiously competitive.
I blame Manoj.
In the space for "Any special information that would help the person taking care of your child" I did refrain from writing "full body armor or at minimum, a fencing outfit". I held firm! See? I just might make a pitstop in purgatory instead of careening past on my way to hell. There is hope.
Oddly, I have my head and heart wrapped around the fact that Arun is going to Kindergarten in the fall. Fine. I am fine. Really! That kid is SO ready and he will turn 6 in October. Shove the little bugger out. I am done with him anyway. Tired, worn out model. I want upgrades! However, Anjali going the following fall? Is dicier because she is a summer baby and we aren't entirely sure if she will be ready for Kindergarten the following fall - which is why I have been thinking about the Kindergarten topic with her already, since I have to sign her up for pre-K now. This minute, in fact. Hurry, hurry, hurry!! Your child's entire educational future is at stake right this very minute.
Okay. In all seriousness, the director of her current school said that knowledge and language-wise, she will certainly be ready. What we are waiting on is the social maturity. So, for now, she will go on to pre-K and we will play the rest by ear. It is not the end of the world, either way. Really, it is not. But it cracks me up how easily one could jump the cliff and lose a few marbles over it.
It just seems early, I guess.
It takes my breath away at how quickly my babies are growing up.
The last time they sit in my lap for a snuggle, will I realize at that moment that it is the last time?