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May. 17th, 2013 11:57 am
Crime Fighter's First Day of School
Well, I guess technically it was yesterday, but that was just for an hour and with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
quiet_elegance there the whole time. Today he's staying til 3. Next week he'll be there til an adult can rescue him (between 3-6). It wasn't until QE started sharpie-ing his name onto all the stuff going to school Wednesday and yesterday that I started to realize, no, really, this is a thing. So, after getting him fed and dressed, we packed up his Incredibles matching lunch box and book bag (I know, right?!), put him in the stroller and walked 'round the block. It's not easy to tell if he understands the concept of school yet, but he was happy enough to start waving to people before we even got to the building. Once in, he couldn't get out of the seat fast enough and he ran into the morning room and didn't even look back. Ooookay! Just as I expected, but... well, you know. I'm feeling my feels. 
Every one of us:fubar, quiet_elegance, and I have spent the morning being confused. What? We don't have to tiptoe? Walk carefully down the stairs, speak quietly, chase a hellion, latch the baby gate, or move all the breakables I need to pack out of harm's way.....?
Whiplash.
quiet_elegance there the whole time. Today he's staying til 3. Next week he'll be there til an adult can rescue him (between 3-6). It wasn't until QE started sharpie-ing his name onto all the stuff going to school Wednesday and yesterday that I started to realize, no, really, this is a thing. So, after getting him fed and dressed, we packed up his Incredibles matching lunch box and book bag (I know, right?!), put him in the stroller and walked 'round the block. It's not easy to tell if he understands the concept of school yet, but he was happy enough to start waving to people before we even got to the building. Once in, he couldn't get out of the seat fast enough and he ran into the morning room and didn't even look back. Ooookay! Just as I expected, but... well, you know. I'm feeling my feels. Didn't I warn you? This is a KID.
I came home, took a LONG shower, scrubbed the hell out of the bathroom, continued doing laundry, and packed 3 more boxes, including the packing that involves washing dusty-gross unused kitchen stuff that's been in the basement for 2 years. And it's not even noon. Every one of us:
fubar, quiet_elegance, and I have spent the morning being confused. What? We don't have to tiptoe? Walk carefully down the stairs, speak quietly, chase a hellion, latch the baby gate, or move all the breakables I need to pack out of harm's way.....?Whiplash.