Angry Kid started preschool when he was two years old, yes it was mostly daycare in those days.  My son thrives on structure and it was better for him to be in a school-style environment.  Within this structure, he had a schedule that he followed everyday.  The day started off with us nagging him to wake-up.  We then got him dressed and drove him there.  When he got to school, they fed him breakfast.

When he started camp at the beginning of August, they also fed him breakfast.  We made his lunch for the first time ever, but they handled lunch and breakfast. Today, well that was hard to explain to the kid.  He got dressed (with a small fight), and ready for school.  I asked him what he wanted for breakfast and he said “nothing”.  I advised him that they would not be serving breakfast at school.  He then replied that he would like “blueberry pancakes”. Who is this kid? Does he not realize whom his mother is? I replied that we had one frozen waffle, if he wanted it.  He agreed.  His other choices were cereal and some other nonsense.  He told Angry Husband that he would like blueberry pancakes tomorrow, though.

But we made it out the front door in time to walk to school.  Yes, we live close enough to walk.  Please ignore the twisted garden hose in the background of this photo.  It is a hose, not a snake.  Although the photo would be quite awesome if it was a snake.  The sun was blaring in the kid’s eyes, hence the squinting.  The hair is a tad short, new barber.  He looks like he is ready for the Drill Sergeants at Boot Camp, or something, right?

I even got Angry Kid to take a photo with me.  He was not happy.  Angry Husband bribed him with something to make him smile, whatever I got my picture with him. I’m usually the one taking the pictures, so this is quite rare, almost like a unicorn picture.

Well, after the little photo shoot, we headed to school.  We were old fashioned and stuff, we walked.  Angry Kid was yelping and whining the entire way about his legs falling apart or something.  And then he saw the line of cars…the traffic…the drop off lanes..the insanity.  I think he instantly understood why we were walking there.

We waited for the classroom to be open, while I checked everyone out.  I got a compliment on my necklace by another mom, she knew it was a Lisa Leonard necklace, because she had seen it on a BLOG.  I think I mumbled something about, “Lisa is my friend and she gave me this awesome necklace or something.” Because the wheels in my head were turning. I had an “oh crap, people read blogs, moment mentally”.

A few minutes later, Angry Husband gave me the look, and we started walking home.  I told him about the necklace.  He advised me to keep my mouth shut about “said blog” because once you tell one person, they tell another.  I actually agreed with my husband, for once.

We headed to breakfast after that, and then it was time to go get Angry Kid.  He has half day kindergarten, which ends so fast.  Angry Kid had a great day, and made some new friends.

I got home and opened his backpack, looking for paperwork. Yep, there was a thick folder of papers.  I think there should have been a note on the front of it that said, “before opening, please grab your calendar and checkbook”. Seriously, so many events and places to donate.

Tonight, I will be shopping for ingredients to make blueberry pancakes, because that is what the boss requested for breakfast tomorrow.