Piles and Piles of Paper

My oldest is in kindergarten - he just started last week. I have recently decided that when you look up kindergarten in the dictionary, there should be a new definition - the land of piles and piles of paper. I never knew that kindergarteners bring home so much paper. And it's not worksheet he completed in school or projects that he made, that would really be okay - I actually have a folder all set up just waiting to house the school work for this year. What he's bringing home is notes and letters. And reminders and forms. ALOT of reminders and even more forms, which translates to the fact that these papers are for me. I think I get enough paper between the junk mail and the bills and the catalogs that come in the mail. But now my kindergartener is hand delivering to me more paper on a daily basis.

Before school started, a packet arrived in the mail. Inside, there were alot of papers, of course. Information, handbooks and forms to fill out. Forms to order lunch, order milk, join the PTA, volunteer for the lunch program, order a mini district calendar, order a mini student directory. Every order form needed a separate check to be sent in with it. Oh, and there was also a permission slip to sign that your child can be injected with something (I forgot what) in case of a nuclear attack. Yes, I am serious on that one, which truth be told, totally baffled me. Understand that I'm pretty smart (college degree, CPA certification and I own my own business), but I had to get my neighbor, a PTA mom, to come over and help me wade through the papers in this packet. At that point, school hadn't even started yet!

The first day of school, a letter came home from the teacher requesting each parent to fill out four questions about their child. Great, I thought, this was a great way to get some information about my son directly to the teacher without being a giant pain in her ass. You know, the information like he knows how to read and sometimes has to go to the bathroom alot. Normal kindergarten parent to teacher stuff. As I read the questions, I was reminded of the essays on my college applications. These were not just plain, tell me something about your child questions. These were serious essay questions which had me up doing my homework until about 1030pm. On the first night of school, nonetheless. (Note that the essays took me about an hour to complete).

The first week of school was short and I think the teacher was easing the parents the kids in to the new routine. Last night when I checked his folder, surprise! More papers. An order form for books from Scholastic. An order form for a Subway lunch fundraiser being organized for the 5th graders. Volunteer form to be class mom. Information on the first PTA meeting. Reminder to pay your dues for the PTA if you haven't already. I'm sure there was more, I just can't remember them all right now. Oh yes, the 3 page letter from the teacher letting us know that because she reminds the kids of their homework a bunch of times throughout the day, she will not be sending home instructions on what the homework is on a daily basis.

Forget the Year of the Rat, this is going to be the Year of Paper. And alot of it. I wish the school would go green and send everything over e-mail. Or make a rule that only 2 sheets of paper were allowed to be sent home each day. Otherwise you might find me buried under mounds of paper this year. Let's see what they hand out at the PTA meeting tomorrow night...

We Made It Through...

Kindergarten was a success today. Aaron was a little nervous when I dropped him off, but excited at the same time. We checked in, he showed them his name tag and went with the woman. There were about 70 kids, split into groups of what looked like about 10 kids each. Each group had a different color. All of the 5 kids from Aaron's nursery school class were split up. They were there for about 2 hours, then the parents came back, sat through some talks and then we picked up the kids at about noon. They got certificates that they went to kindergarten orientation, met all of the kindergarten teachers, saw the classrooms, lunchroom and gym, and even went on a bus ride on a big school bus. He had fun, got a shirt that said "Class of 2014" and proudly wore it all day.

Excuse me, I am going to go cry now.

Today is a BIG Day!

Today is a big day. My 5 year old has kindergarten orientation. The kind where I have to drop him off at the school for 2 hours this morning. He'll wear his orange name tag that they sent and go into the school like a big boy. A friend asked, "What are you going to do after drop off, other than cry?" Although I'm so happy he's getting big and growing up, is healthy, smart, adorable and totally a 5 year old boy, I'm missing my little baby. (Okay, so this picture isn't him as a baby but it was on his first day of nursery school.)