Monday was the FIRST DAY of kindergarten, for Mialee. She was incredibly excited. School started at 1:00 pm. So we were safely out the door at 12:50 pm (it takes about 5 minutes to drive to her school). First step...open the van (automatic sliding) door. It's a no go. Hmmm. So I open the driver door and push a few buttons. Nothing. Not a good sign. Step two...insert key. No juice. Crap. Mialee begins to get a little worried at this point. "How are we going to get to my school?" "Don't worry, we'll find a way." And in my head I am calculating any and all possibilities: walk (would take too long), call Jason (would also take too long), call my sister (again, too long, we only had about 5 minutes at this point to get there). So I opt for calling friends and neighbors who are VERY close. As I look up, there goes one neighbor whose little boy is also starting kindergarten. So I call her cell phone...no answer. Hey! There goes another neighbor. I guess he mistook my two arm panicky wave as an enthusiastic "Hello!" I also try his cell...again no answer. Aaarrgghhh. Mialee is getting more worried by the minute. I start calling other neighbors...WHY WON'T ANYONE ANSWER THEIR PHONE? Okay, I'm down to my last resort...Neighbor number 7 whose wife is out of town, but works from home and is very nice and whom we are very good friends with and I know he will take me if he will just answer his phone! BINGO! Dean to the rescue. This is where I swallow my pride and make it a point to talk about his wife the whole time to alleviate any awkwardness at being alone in a vehicle with my friends husband or my husband's friend...Oh, I guess the kids were in the back seat. Still awkward, though. Anyway, we finally made it and he graciously tended to a screaming Aiddie while I ran in to snap a few pictures, worried about Mialee making friends, kissed her ten times. reassured myself a bit, chatted with a lady who knew me from basketball (I had no idea who she was), and sprinted back out to the car. You gotta love first days.
Monday was the FIRST DAY of kindergarten, for Mialee. She was incredibly excited. School started at 1:00 pm. So we were safely out the door at 12:50 pm (it takes about 5 minutes to drive to her school). First step...open the van (automatic sliding) door. It's a no go. Hmmm. So I open the driver door and push a few buttons. Nothing. Not a good sign. Step two...insert key. No juice. Crap. Mialee begins to get a little worried at this point. "How are we going to get to my school?" "Don't worry, we'll find a way." And in my head I am calculating any and all possibilities: walk (would take too long), call Jason (would also take too long), call my sister (again, too long, we only had about 5 minutes at this point to get there). So I opt for calling friends and neighbors who are VERY close. As I look up, there goes one neighbor whose little boy is also starting kindergarten. So I call her cell phone...no answer. Hey! There goes another neighbor. I guess he mistook my two arm panicky wave as an enthusiastic "Hello!" I also try his cell...again no answer. Aaarrgghhh. Mialee is getting more worried by the minute. I start calling other neighbors...WHY WON'T ANYONE ANSWER THEIR PHONE? Okay, I'm down to my last resort...Neighbor number 7 whose wife is out of town, but works from home and is very nice and whom we are very good friends with and I know he will take me if he will just answer his phone! BINGO! Dean to the rescue. This is where I swallow my pride and make it a point to talk about his wife the whole time to alleviate any awkwardness at being alone in a vehicle with my friends husband or my husband's friend...Oh, I guess the kids were in the back seat. Still awkward, though. Anyway, we finally made it and he graciously tended to a screaming Aiddie while I ran in to snap a few pictures, worried about Mialee making friends, kissed her ten times. reassured myself a bit, chatted with a lady who knew me from basketball (I had no idea who she was), and sprinted back out to the car. You gotta love first days.
9 comments:
Mialee looks darling. I love her hair. Sorry that it was so 'hairy' trying to get her there on time. Good thing you have good neighbors!
Oh, I dread the day. Mialee seems so happy. I have no doubt that she is going to make lots of friends. She is such a cute girl. Gotta love great neighbors.
The pictures are cute! sorry it was so crazy trying to get her to school! I hope your van is ok too!
Mialee you look so cute. Glad you have good neighbors. Enjoy your few hours of two kids.
I wish I would have been home!
When I got home, "The lawn mower doesn't work either!" awaited. A bad day with a good attitude is way better, from the outside looking in, than a good day with a bad attitude! Thanks Loves.
We have the same luck here. The truck required a new battery this week, and you know the story with the lawn mower... Maybe it is a good thing that we don't live any closer... :0 glad you got here there!!
I am so sorry. How stressful. YOu should have called... Hello we always have an extra car I could have kept the baby. :). I am glad everything worked out!
Whew! What a first day! I'm glad you both survived. I love Mialee's hair, btw. I think Abby will be excited to try it.
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