Today, after we dropped Cason off at school, Kendall and I stopped in somewhere to get some coffee before running some errands. Ok, I was getting coffee. Kendall was just there for moral support. An older gentleman said, "Wow, she's up early!" pointing at Kendall.

It was 9:15.

Clearly either:
a) This man has no children.
-or-
b) He doesn't remember when his children were that young.

Because 9:15?? Not early in the world of children.

Can I get an amen?

So we're a week into this whole kindergarten thing. Cason is doing great and loves it. But the afternoon when he gets home is.....well.....less than stellar. I know his body hasn't adjusted. I've moved bedtime up and have stayed strict with it. So far, the thing that seems to work the best is the days that I've had a Sonic cherry coke waiting on him. Yes, I gave my son a cherry coke. Get over yourself. The first time, I noticed a huge change in his mood so I decided to repeat the experiment. So now the question is: Do I keep serving up cherry coke to my five year or deal with the meltdowns? It reminds me of that King of Queens episode where they serve drinks to Carrie when she gets home from work to improve her mood:



I don't think a cherry coke once a week will kill Cason. I mean, I would never give him one everyday just to avoid the monster that has been taking him over every afternoon at 4:00. I would NEVER do that.

NEVER.

Ahem.

That you know of......

So, this guy has been in kindergarten for four days. He loves it. LOVES IT. We knew he would.

Kendall and I are making the best of things. We don't start back to preschool for another four weeks (!) and it's been interesting. She wants to go to elementary school so bad. I keep assuring her that her time will come but it's hard for a three year old to envision something beyond lunch.

As for me, I've been dealing by eating lots of this and praying that other people think that my guy is as special and funny as I do.

School supplies bought and delivered to classroom: check

Meet your teacher night: check

Kindergarten parent meeting: check

Living up the last few days of summer: check

Insane weather: check

People calling/texting me daily to check on my mental state of mind: check

One really excited three and a half year old who thinks she's going kindergarten: check

One really excited 5 year old who asks me everyday, "How many days till kindergarten?" : check

One really neurotic mom who is questioning every decision about PTA, teacher gifts, volunteering, what time to be at school, what time to pick up from school, can her baby walk down the hall by himself, can he pick out the right library books, can he find his lunch box, what do I send for snack time, did I send the right pencils/construction paper/crayons/folders/paint, what the other baby will do while her brother is gone all day, will he like kindergarten, will I be able to help him get homework done, will he have lots of homework, will he learn to read, will the teacher like him, more importantly will she like me, should I bring her a sonic card or is that sucking up, and SO ON AND SO ON: CHECK.

All day kindergarten starts tomorrow. Let's do this thing.

Cason has been wanting to learn how to tie his shoes. I was trying to explain it but I don't think I was doing a very good job at it so I looked up some videos on You Tube (What a great home schooling technique! "Here, look it up on You Tube.").

The first video I found was this little gem. Nothing will make you want to tie your shoes the cool way more than this dude.




BAM. You're awesome.