Tomorrow, my daughter has a project due for her kindergarten class. It’s a Leprechaun trap. And this is what we made together.
She did a lot of the colouring herself. The rainbow is hers, as well. Those yellow circles are gold coins. You see, a Leprechaun climbs the ladder, follows the coins, sees a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, and falls through a trap door.
It’s not a masterpiece, but she loved making it with me. I even found her keeping it near herself while she watched My Little Pony on Netflix. She was protecting it. She’s pretty proud of it. When it was time for bed, she wanted to take it up to her room, but she’d just be distracted by it.
Tomorrow morning, I just have to remember to dress her in green.
This morning, I took my daughter to school. She went into the school by herself when the teachers came to let them in, and she did everything herself. I went home.
Less than three hours later, I went to pick up my daughter from school, and wasn’t exactly sure what we were supposed to do. Turns out we had to go to the classroom and stand outside. My daughter came out and told me that her classmate had a birthday and they all got a cupcake. She was also given goldfish crackers.
As I walked her home, she told me about her day. She didn’t get to play with playdough, but she got to colour and cut paper. She said her teacher got angry at her twice. First was when she took too long to wash her hands. She has this bad habit at home, too. She stands with the water just flowing over her hands and does nothing else. She knows how to wash her hands, but for some reason wastes water. She cried when she was told not to take so much time. Second, she put her finger in the pencil sharpener. She didn’t cut it, since the teacher stopped her. I wouldn’t say her teacher was angry, though.
There are so many things to do. I have to fill out and sign some forms, we may have to buy a shirt for her in her group’s colour, and we can order books for her. She’s going to have a full day field trip next month, too! But the thing that confuses me is tomorrow’s school assembly. It’s in the afternoon, but she’s a morning student. Is she supposed to go? I’ll have to ask tomorrow morning when I take her to school.
It’ll take some time to get used to her going to school and dealing with the correspondence with her teacher, making sure she’s reading a book every day, doing her weekly homework, and deciding whether we should buy her books and a school t-shirt. Lots to think about!