A few days ago when I picked Leo up from school, I asked him how his day had gone. His answer, which caused me to choke on my diet Coke, was a very depressed sounding “Unpleasant.”
I feel for the kid, I really do. He is having a hard time adjusting to the routine of going to school EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. Its probably a lot like after you have your first child, and you get up in the night every two hours to feed the little thing. And at first this seems like no biggie, because you get to look at and hold this little miracle that you waited so long to see face to face. But then it KEEPS getting up. EVERY TWO HOURS. Then you say to yourself, “What the hell have I done creating this thing. This thing that can’t do anything without me and can’t go more than 2 hours without waking me up to suckle on the most painful part of my body?”. But then after a while you get used to it, and you don’t notice that you haven’t had one night of uninterrupted sleep for six months or that you haven’t washed your hair in 5 days.
I know this is what will happen to Leo with school. Whether good or bad, he will get used to it. And maybe things have already started getting better for him because today when I picked him up, his reply to my standard question was “Today was my BEST day ever!” The sun really does come out tomorrow, and all that sappy shit.
Sunny had a good day too, even though she refused to ask her teacher WTF happened to her lunch money check I sent on Monday, because there is still no money in her lunch account. This is gonna be a hard year for her I’m afraid. It’s what happens when you mix an anal and uptight little girl with an equally anal and uptight teacher. Sunny hyperventilates at the mere thought that she might be late to school. She cannot stand to even ask to use the bathroom, for fear of attention and reprisal. Sometimes it’s so sad when your kids turn out just like you.
And Badger, you ask, how was his day? It went very well. You might not believe this, but he actually spent almost an hour playing BY HIMSELF. He did this mostly by dumping every toy out of every bin on every shelf we have in the house. But what the hell? I actually had some time to sit and think to myself…that I pretty much wasted on the damn internet.
