When Good First-Day-of-School-Days Go Bad

So, I had good intentions. There was a new outfit and new shoes. There was the mix for French Toast sitting in the fridge, just waiting to be her breakfast. I was prepared to make the first day of 1st Grade good.

TLK wakes in a tearful display. She doesn’t want to wear the new outfit. Fine, get out of bed and wear whatever you want. The tears don’t stop.

“What is wrong?”

There is a list:
“I don’t want to go to First Grade”
“I won’t be in a classroom with Rylea and Alicia!”
“I won’t ever see you again.”
“I want to stay with YOU!”

Ummm… Where I am going is boring. You wouldn’t like it. I will see you after school, just as I have every day since you stepped or crawled out of the house.

“I want to wear my flip flops”. and, the best ever, if you’re a person who is not a morning person and does not enjoy rushing around to actually make breakfast on a work day:

“I’m not hungry!”

LOL. I understand emotions. I have plenty of my own.

And really, it was just one more piece of french toast for the dog.

How do you think she’ll be when I pick her up? Laughing, I imagine, and full of wonderful details of her day, along with plenty of lovely paperwork for me to complete.

You know, this is starting to sound like my first day of work! 🙂