There's been a little grumbling, but Sam has happily hopped on the bus three days in a row.
She's gotten herself into a routine, which for Sam is a requisite for functioning without tears. She likes repetition. She likes knowing what will happen today, and tomorrow, and the day after -- even if she still hasn't grasped those time concepts yet.
Like now, every morning, while we wait at the bus stop, she and her two newest best friends in the world pick flowers for their mommies and their teachers. One morning, Jaylen sent her daddy home with a veritable bouquet of wildflowers.
And then I got a note from school saying our whole happy routine could change.
Seems more kids than they were expecting signed up late for kindergarten at Sam's school. This means they need to add a second class in the afternoon. We'll know in "the next few weeks" which kids will be rescheduled to either the current afternoon class or the new one, which will have a new teacher.
OK, I applaud their work to keep class sizes low, particularly for kindergarten. But really, three or four weeks into the school year? They might disrupt everything I've worked to hard to prepare Sam for by changing not only the time she goes but also her teacher?
It took Sam almost two months this summer to remember Mrs. Bangert's name. And she's finally stopped fighting me tooth and nail over going to school because she knows what to expect and she's getting comfortable with the routine and the rules.
I know it sounds awful, but I'm really hoping it's other people's kids who are rescheduled (which I'm sure is something every other parent is hoping).
Thoughts on how I prepare Sam for something that might not even happen? Should I even say anything to her until I know for sure?
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