Back to School - Day Two

Yes, so, I missed sharing Back to School - Day One with you. Here is a brief recap: Goddess In Training #2 wakes up at 5:00am in order to be ready for 8:00am school bus - thus dedicating more time to getting dressed and styled for this one day than she has for the entire summer combined. Goddess In Training #3 wakes up at 5:20 due to #2's pitter pattering about and demands that the teletubbies be on NOW not understanding that her awaking does not control the PBS program schedule. Just as I get GIT #3 back to sleep Prince Consorts alarm goes off and officially begins the day. 7:00am Goddess in Training #1 wakes up and proceeds to puke her guts up due to a serious case of nerves. Ahhh lovely. Fortunately after hurling she felt good enough to prepare herself for the big day ahead. 30 mintutes before the bus is due to arrive both Goddess In Training #1 and #2 are styled to the nines and ready to go. Not concerned at all about the days classes or any of that incidental stuff - both eagerly discuss whether or not their chosen outfit is perfect. Finally bus time rolls around and Goddess In Training #1 tries to board the bus with her sisters and then takes off running after it as it leaves. I catch up to her half way down the block (running slow due to the cup of coffee I was trying not to spill) and get her in the house where I serve up a big bowl of cheerios and soon she has totally forgotten about her dearly departed sisters. At the end of the day the school bus was 30 minutes late bringing them back home. By this time I was on the phone freaking out to the school asking where the hell my kids were. I can understand 10 - even 15 minutes late - but 30! I was a wreck watching each school bus go by our house and not stopping to let my kids off, noticing every strange guy I never noticed before wandering down the sidewalk staring accusingly at each one. I got a call back later that evening from the vice principal (apparently I rattled things up with my tirade) assuring me he would "look into it" and asking if the girls would be willing to come to his office and fill him in on what happened to cause the bus to be so late. I have succeeded in making my kids 11 and 12 year old whistle blowers. cool. So after all of this I am handed a few hundred sheets of paper to sign for everything from allowing my kids to take "health" classes and participate in the "puberty" section to pledging my agreement with the school discipline policy. Christ. If they only put so much effort into what they actually taught the kids at school as they do making sure that all the rules and bureaucratic bs is attended to. Ridiculous waste of time and trees. Oh, and the big fashion show went off without a hitch. Everyone loved their outfits and there was no barfing at school. hooray.

Now for today....Day Two....It started out much more calmly than yesterday. No one woke up earlier than usual which is great because I personally got zero sleep last night due to a mixture of insane heat and Goddess In Training #2 deciding that she didn't want to sleep in her own bed which means she snuggled up to me thus increasing the heat index to unbearable heights. I pray for rain and cooler weather soon. I will not be held responsible for my actions should this summer of no rain and record temperatures persist much longer. But I digress.... back to Day Two report...the goddesses were much more relaxed about today attire and seemed pretty cool about everything. They left to catch their bus on time - but it never came. I watched from my front window and waited as slowly one by one each child waiting at the bus stop gave up and left to return home. After about 15 minutes my kids returned saying they saw the bus down the street but it turned the wrong way. Great. As I put diapers on Goddess In Training #3 and dressed myself so I could drive them to school, the bus drove by and picked up the 2 remaining die-hards out of the original 10+ kids at the bus stop. It is a good thing that they opted to come come home even though they would have been picked up eventually. The school has this insane attendance policy that makes a child tardy even if it is due to the fault of the school district provided transportation! And since I signed a paper last night agreeing to this, it became my job to get them to school in time and prevent them from being punished for being late. Just a **bit* peaved about the whole situation, I told the goddesses to be sure and include this mornings BS (Bus Shit) in their report to the vice principal. I can hardly wait to hear what cock and bull story they were fed about it all. I warned them that he would make excuses and swear that they would "look into things" as he pats them on the head and ushers them out of his office. After all he is a busy man and has signatures on paperwork to verify.

Tonight is the open house for grade 6. Grade 7 is next week so I have to attend this painfully boring evening of torture twice. Next week will be just a tad bit more hellish than tonight however because Prince Consort will be off on his big bike ride all week, which means I will have to run around after Goddess In Training #3 all evening while smiling and nodding as we are welcomed to the start of a brand new school year which will certainly be the best one yet despite budget cuts and other crap. I feel like puking MY guts out now.

posted by Unknown at 10:27 pm