We love our neighbors!
How big is he? I can't believe it!
BFF!
My Sweet Girl!
We have almost survived our first week of kindergarten, three days actually, but who's counting? Besides Maisy that goes to bed crying at night...Needless to say, this was not the reaction to school I was anticipating. Leading up to the first day of school, all was well with Miss Maisy Kay. I was a pathetic mess, but she was really excited.
We laid out her clothes for the first week days in advance. We went and got a pedicure together. Jeremy even took Carson, Maisy, and the two neighbor girls to breakfast on the first day of school to make it extra special. (On a side note, I was super proud of my husband. He has been surprisingly helpful lately. Fingers crossed that it continues.) Maisy left in a super good mood I was told. No fear...just happiness to be getting on the bus.
When she dashed off the bus after school, I barely got any answers from her because she was so excited to play with her friends. It was bedtime before we got to have a really good conversation. Then she started crying. She said her teacher was stressed. I asked a lot of questions and finally found out that her teacher made a comment about "teaching being stressing". Also at some point that day, Maisy was telling a neighbor that there was a closer trashcan to throw her things away in next time, and her teacher said, "Excuse me, Maisy." This broke her heart. She should not have been talking at the same time as her teacher, but she was trying to be helpful. When I asked her how it made her feel, she said, "I was crying inside my head." Then I started crying, for real. It was a double blow. Of course as her mother my heart was breaking for my baby trying to figure out a new environment and being misunderstood and embarrassed. As a teacher, I felt bad too. I wondered how many kids I have redirected under totally innocent situations and left crying in their heads. Regardless, Maisy was really upset. I hope she gets over it soon. She has a lot of school left to be hating it already.
I feel like she is just frustrated by the rules and routine of school. I think she thought it would be an extended preschool. I am sure it is difficult for that little firecracker to hold the attitude in all day. No matter what, I adore her, and want nothing more than for her to love school and learning. I am just worried about my baby.
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