Tomorrow is the first day of kindergarten. Of course we haven’t purchased all of the school supplies. I haven’t laid out his clothes. The Seattle Public School System still has the wrong address on his bus route. I haven’t heard anything about his lunch program. I am unprepared to send this child to school all day.
I bought Nathan’s school clothing this weekend. The upside of having two boys is how simple their wardrobes are–an array of short sleeved tees for the summer, layered with longer sleeves for the colder months and Seattle’s cold front will come soon enough. I see little girls in tutus and tights and while I would love to go all toddlers and tiaras because my mother never did that for me, (Was I not Little Miss Universe Supreme worthy, Mother?!?) I love that the only struggle I have is pulling dinosaur t-shirts over my son’s massive head.
This time last year, we were in the throes of speech delays and IEPs. He’ll still have to work on that this year but I fully trust that he’s in the perfect place to address those issues.
This weekend, Nathan said, “Mommy, I want to watch a movie about weed.”
I was stunned because where would he get the idea that I have any weed-movie knowledge?! We don’t watch the show Weeds and Who had he been talking to?
I drew a slow breath and asked, “What movie about weed?”
“When you get a book, you have to weed.” He answered with a gust of “DUH MOM” under his breath. “I love weeding.”