Jennifer is a one in a million stay-at-home mom. (More like one OF a million stay at home moms!) She graduated from a liberal arts college but there is nothing liberal OR artsy about her. She is married to Kevin Fischer of This Just In, and together they have a beautiful young daughter Kyla Audrey. In no particular order she loves dogs, wine, a good bargain, her family, pizza, and entertaining. Follow her blog of all things miscellaneous including but not limited to cooking and baking, entertaining and party planning, being a mommy, and homekeeping.
Well, we did it. We survived one of those moments that every family with kids must go through. Kyla’s first day of school.
So much has lead up to this momentous occasion. We met with the school officials and took a tour. We kick-started the event with her “starting school party.” Supplies were purchased. Uniforms were bought, washed and ironed. We had discussions about things that would happen in class. And finally, the day arrived.
Kevin & I decided that we would ease her into her academic career by starting her on a half-day schedule. Since I’ve been home with her and she’s never had any sort of day care or pre-school this was the best choice for us. Still, this is an adjustment for everyone!
She was, as they say, “wound up tighter than a drum” last night. I didn’t think she’d ever get to sleep. Knowing that she generally sleeps in, I wondered how she would react to my waking her earlier than usual in the morning. Why I wondered that I’m not sure. She was up 30 minutes before I was going to get her. Five minutes out of bed she wanted to be dressed and out the door. Her lunch wasn’t even prepared and she wanted to leave the house!
Finally it was time to leave. We took separate cars because Kevin had to go straight to work, but it was a true family moment. There was no way he’d ever miss the chance to see his precious little angel on her very first day of school.
The director was there to meet and greet us and Kyla rushed up to her to give her a big hug. They had only met once, at the tour, but she was already in love with everyone and everything at “HER” school. She was shown to her own special hook where she would hang her backpack:
Next she was escorted into her classroom. She was thrilled to hear that she is part of the BUMBLE BEE CLASSROOM. (I’m sure there is absolutely NO distinction between the rooms, but she loves bumble bees so it was a major score for her.) She couldn’t wait to go in!
Kevin and I stayed for just a moment to observe her class. We didn’t want to hover but we didn’t want to drop and run either. She sat down with her class mates and immediately started to participate in the song. After a couple minutes we turned to leave. Kevin tried to wave to her but she was too engrossed to even notice. We understand what a blessing it was to have her not even realize we were going.
We shared a few bittersweet parental tears together and then it was time for me to head home. Yes it did seem a little strange to have the house so silent but I had many errands to run so I wasn’t home for long. What did seem strange was my opportunity to browse at my leisure in stores I can’t take her to. An antique retailer generally frowns upon a four-year-old’s exuberant shopping style. So I must admit there were moments it felt like a treat when I didn’t have to repeat “don’t touch!” more times than I care to.
Then it was already time to pick her up! I knew she would be filled with a million enthusiastic stories about her day. Her teacher was kind and sweet and told me how much fun Kyla had. I wasn’t the least bit surprised. The director also told me that her teacher said Kyla would be a constant source of entertainment. If she takes after Mommy and Daddy the only time she’ll get in trouble is for being “too social.”
She had a full morning. Singing, making art projects, playing outside, making friends, listening to stories and eating lunch. I had packed her a lovely-looking meal of ham & cheese tortilla slices, pretzels, and grapes. She had one bite of tortilla slice, a few pretzels, and three or four grapes. She was so incredibly excited that was all she managed. I told her teacher that once she realizes this isn’t just a one-time treat and that she’ll have lunch with her friends every day she’ll be eating much better.
And so it begins. I am so blessed and so grateful that I’ve had her to myself for 4½ years. I knew this time would go by so quickly but I’ve enjoyed every moment of it. Now it’s time for her to spread her little wings and grow into the beautiful young person we know she is. I think her expression here says it all: