Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Kindergarten seems to be working

Over the last week or so I wrote about my toughest day as a teacher and how we survived the first day of Kindergarten.

I'd say we've more than survived..

... I think we've rocked it.

And by "we" I mean my daughter. Her mother and I have coped with our little girl growing up as any parent does, a few tears of our own and lots of nostalgia. My rock star daughter has gone from tears on day one to excited for school by day three.

She has even turned our playroom into a classroom:

Thursday, September 10, 2015

We survived the first day of Kindergarten

Yesterday was my toughest day as a teacher, but we all got through it. And by "we" I mean what I like to call the "over 6 set." Mother, father, grandparents... more butterflies for us if I had to count.

It was my daughter's first day of Kindergarten. A half day, but a first is a first.

There were tears, a few from my girl and a few from my wife. Apparently Nana, my mother-in-law, got a bit weepy looking into the classroom at pickup and seeing my girl with a giant smile on her face. But who wouldn't. End of the first day and she's got a giant smile. Good stuff.

My son just wanted to play. Because he had a donut as a treat. On my daughter's first day of school. Do the math on that one. Apparently being the little brother has it's privileges.

My daughter was a champ. She love it. My wife was a champ. Apparently there were no meltdowns or major hysterics from the over 6 set. Proud of everyone.

Another first today

Today is the first full day. The first time my daughter is eating lunch at school. Another day of nerves. More the over 6 set, I think my daughter's fine with it. She practiced eating lunch with her lunchbox when she got home yesterday.

Should be some awesome stories when I get home tonight. School cafeterias always evoke interesting emotions. More on that in a minute...

Mrs. V and Mrs. Liz

Mrs. V is my daughter's teacher. Mrs. Liz is the class para professional. Apparently they are both rock stars. My daughter had a few tears at drop off. Mrs. Liz came right over, comforted her, took her in and it was all good from there. I heard a lot about Mrs. Liz when I got home from work. Good things.

Mrs. V is now an icon. In the words of my daughter
"Mrs. V. is so beautiful and kind..."
Post dinner we had to go sit in our playroom and act like students so my daughter could draw on her easel and teach us. Just like Mrs. V.

The bad with the good

It was a great morning. Everyone did great. Everyone was, and still are, excited. Minimal tears all around. But as with anything there's always a flip side, a bit of a bummer for every win. The bummer for the day was the second half of the quote from my daughter:
"... but the cafeteria smelled like yuck"

Welcome to elementary school!

It's going to be an awesome year.  My daughter is a rock star and is embracing school like a champ.

Now I just have to get Mrs. V to tweet...

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

My toughest day as a teacher

My toughest day as a teacher is today.

It's not my first day of school, we started last week.

It's not a new school, that was last year.

It's not a new content area.

It's my daughter's first day of Kindergarten.