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Great start to the day with Zach super-excited to be going back to school again today after a good first day. The kids rode in the buggy behind the bike as we rode to school today, instead of taking the car. We got to school around the time that most of the students were being led to class, so we dropped Zoe off at her door and I took Zach to the cafeteria to find his class. Zach had gotten through the day yesterday with the help of a tiger puppet he’d brought from home and Dena had gotten him a bracelet with a stuffed frog attached as a reward for getting through day one. Zach had pulled the frog from the bracelet and had given it to the tiger puppet as a friend of his. He brought both of the with him today, as seen in the photo.

Zach grew a little apprehensive when we got to the cafeteria. There were a few other kids crying today, which didn’t help, but as long as I was there he was fine. The teacher came to pick up the class and lead them like a train to the classroom. That’s when Zach discovered his frog had gone missing. I walked him to his class and promised I’d find the frog and get it back to him. I got him seated at a table with a group of boys and walked out to find the frog as he started to cry, putting his head down on the table.

Broken Promise

I went up and down the halls, back out to the buggy and through every nook and cranny. No frog. I went back to the classroom and snuck a peak. He wasn’t crying, just looking around at what the other kids were doing, and he’d put his head down for second or two before looking up again to see what was going on. I decided not to go in and just head to work. I hate that I told him I’d find his frog and come back and instead I did neither. It was the right thing to do, but if there’s anything I’ve learned in my life until now it is this: doing the right thing almost always sucks.

 

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Great start to the day with Zach super-excited to be going back to school again today after a good first day. The kids rode in the buggy behind the bike as we rode to school today, instead of taking the car. We got to school around the time that most of the students were being led to class, so we dropped Zoe off at her door and I took Zach to the cafeteria to find his class. Zach had gotten through the day yesterday with the help of a tiger puppet he'd brought from home and Dena had gotten him a bracelet with a stuffed frog attached as a reward for getting through day one. Zach had pulled the frog from the bracelet and had given it to the tiger puppet as a friend of his one. He brought both of the with him today, as seen in the photo.
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Zach grew a little apprehensive when we got to the cafeteria. There were a few other kids crying today, which didn't help, but as long as I was there he was fine. The teacher came to pick up the class and lead them like a train to the classroom. That's when Zach discovered his frog had gone missing. I walked him to his class and promised I'd find the frog and get it back to him. I got him seated at a table with a group of boys and walked out to find the frog as he started to cry, putting his head down on the table.
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Broken Promise
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I went up and down the halls, back out to the buggy and through every nook and cranny. No frog. I went back to the classroom and snuck a peak. He wasn't crying, just looking around at what the other kids were doing, and he'd put his head down for second or two before looking up again to see what was going on. I decided not to go in and just head to work. I hate that I told him I'd find his frog and come back and instead I did neither. It was the right thing to do, but if there's anything I've learned in my life until now it is this: doing the right thing almost always sucks.

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We got the Z’s off to school for their first day this morning. No drama getting them ready and out the door and things were less of a zoo than last year when we got to school. Zoe knew exactly where to go and what to do, she’s in the same classroom and with the same teacher as last year, and there were tons of familiar faces there to greet her. She sat down at her desk and immediately got to work on a word puzzle so we went across the hall to drop of Zach.

He was much less excited about school today. He was shy and stuck right by my side as we got him situated, with a bit of coaxing, into his chair. I read him a book, the only parent who hung around in the room, and tried to get him to engage with the other kids. He just stayed focused on me. A few times I thought he was comfortable enough for me to leave, but he’d start to get upset and say he wanted to leave, so I hung around for the first few activities. After about 20 minutes I had to just bite the bullet, give him to the teacher, and leave the room. He was crying, I started to cry, and I can only hope things pick up from here. This is how we started daycare too, and that worked out in the end, so I’m hoping that he’ll warm up pretty quickly. Tomorrow we ride bikes, and that may help.

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Zachary will be starting kindergarten on Monday. (I’ll just pause a moment here while that sinks in) I will resume my picture-a-day project, documenting his first year of school, then.

I also need to teach Zoe to ride her bike this weekend, otherwise our logistics for drop-off are gonna be a bit tricky.