On Monday I will be registering The Web's Favorite Baby Girl, Maxine Jane, for Kindergarten.
I have all the paperwork in order. I am mentally prepared. I think that it is going to be awesome for her. I hope that she gains experiences and exceeds every expectation.
But Maxine Jane does not want to go.
Our usually articulate heroine gives shorts whiny answers the all the inevitable school questions.
"Are you ready for school in the fall, Max?"
"Aghhhhh. No School."
"Are you excited to meet your teacher?"
"Maxine...did you know that you get a treat everyday in school?"
"Not always...sometimes crackers, some-"
"-Nooooooooo candyyyy nooooo schoolllllllllll."
Oh Boy. She doesn't cry or throw a fit and is pretty easily placated on the matter, like she knows that she's attending after 'the summer is over', but she's going to go begrudgingly. Very begrudgingly.
This morning I brought up to her that we would be able to get her a bunch of new clothes for school.
"Ok Max. I get it. You don't want to go to school. But I don't think you realize how awesome it's going to be. Lots of kids to play with, lots of treats, lots of coloring, a fun bus ride...you will be such a big girl. "
Cue the tears, my tears.
"Momma. Don't cry. I'll only be gone for a bit."