Yesterday was the first day of school for Lilo & Stitch. I forgot to take pictures from the back, so I have none to post. You’ll just have to take my word that they were life-threateningly adorable in their little dresses and braids. I think a few birds fell out of the sky when they flew over the girls, that’s how damn adorable they looked. Lilo, with her missing front teeth and her glasses, looked just the way they depict second grade cute/smart girls in movies. Stitch was wearing haltered sundress that exactly matched the aquamarine blue of her eyes, which are huge and glimmering to begin with. I could have sopped them both up with a biscuit, they were that sweet.
Lilo was ready to troop off to second grade like an old pro, but it was Stitch’s first day of kindergarten, so Sweat Babou worked from home and we took them to school and walked them to their classrooms, en familia.
Stitch’s teacher, Ms. Cutie, is a known quantity of awesomeness. She is the same woman who taught Lilo last year, and she is amazing with the kids. When Stitch came home she reported that she loved kindergarten, so we reckon Ms. Cutie has come through again. Moreover, when we picked Stitch up from school, Ms. Cutie pulled me aside to tell me that Stitch was the best thing EVER and I must be a great mom since my daughters were so wonderful. I told her I was more “lucky” than “great” since I won such delightful kids in the uterus lottery, and admitted I sacrificed goats to get the odds in my favor. She laughed, because I am apparently “so funny!” I swear, that woman’s brilliance shines through more every time I meet her.
Stitch did all the appropriate kindergarten things with enthusiasm. She is ahead of the game in coloring and reading and basic math, which made me puff up like a peacock. She has a cubby of her very own, and a seat that is “hers” too. Stitch likes order and routine and time for artistic expression, so she is happy as a OCD clam.
Lilo wanted to get Ms. Berry as her teacher this year, and happily was assigned to Ms. Berry’s class. She is also in class with several of her closest friends from last year, to boot. However, the twerp girl who tried to bully Lilo for a few weeks last year is in her class as well. So far Lilo is telling me that “Heather” (anyone else feeling the 90’s reference here?) is being very nice and “not a bully one little bit”, but I am maintaining my stance that Lilo should be aware that Heather may change suddenly and that would not be Lilo’s fault. I told Lilo to be nice to Heather every day, but on days when Heather is being mean simply go play with someone else. Also, never let Heather tell you NOT to be someone else’s friend. I’m hoping it won’t be an issue, but I’m all Mad-eye Moody about watching for bullying.
Spock doesn’t start her preschool at the YMCA until September. So far, every morning she has whined about that and demanded to go to school like her sisters. She tried to hide from me in Stitch’s class, so she could stay all day. She declared, “I wanna be in kindergarten too!” Mommy is doing well to cope with the fact you are old enough to be in preschool, kid. Don’t rush it.
They are all growing up so fast!
*sigh* My “baby” just signed up for the swim team. In high school. HIGH SCHOOL! She is s a freshman this year, in HIGH SCHOOL. Crap. Yes indeedy, they do grow up fast.
My baby, okay, my first baby, is starting GRADE 12 this year. OMG OMG OMG.
My littlest will be doing some sort of preschool program. Dunno what yet. Too unorganized, I am. Have to find one that’ll work with us on the allergy issue.
My baby is a senior in high school this year. *sob*
My oldest is starting college on Monday, but he’s living here at home so it’s not like he’s going anywhere. And he hasn’t bought his books yet. I’m refusing to do it for him. No, really, I am. Seriously. Monday. Books. My head may explode!
My youngest is starting 3rd grade on Friday. He’s a piece of cake. This is the first time that we have a teacher that we don’t know. I have to explain the hearing aids to her. Last year, little stinker had all of his classmates convinced that if he turned his aids off, that he couldn’t hear anything. Not true! He and his teacher both thought it was hilarious. She said it was like having a little old man in class who turns off his aids when his wife is talking too much!