One week today, my eldest child and only daughter begins primary school. It is a strange time, full of eager anticipation (all of us), excitement (be-will-derbeast), relief (me, until holidays) and fear (also me, see below).
from the very beginning she let us know when she needed stuff
You see, the be-will-derbeast is a headstrong creature, fast moving and fairly fearless. She sings, recites, dances and draws. She sits. On everything. Every 30 seconds. Like DishPig, she has particular ideas about particular things and outside of those thoughts she (and he) probably won’t hear you speak. I’m frightened how the school system will cope with her. I’m worried about how she will cope with the system. I don’t want her to lose her, although she will always be what and who she is, but it would be nice for her energy to be harnessed somehow. (maybe clean fuel for our electricity grid?)
Anyways, I’ve ironed the blue and white check tunic (peter pan collar, double blue ribbon in the centre), her sky blue polo shirts, and even pressed the box pleats into the navy blue culottes (size 4, so tiny!). We have possibly too many white socks, comfy black leather mary janes, a paint smock, backpack (bigget than A4 folder, thanks!), fruit bag sewn and lunch box tested for open-ability. I am soaking the once-white dunlop volleys in a bucket with chemicals, but I’m not liking our chances on them looking new again.
We even have super-smart hair elastics with satin navy blue bows stitched on, perfect for little red-haired plaits!
Not only is Be-will-derbeast off and schooling, but Blondie is commencing 3 days a week pre-school (he starts primary school next year!!!) and I’m hoping Deefer gets into the same place around June, when he will be 2. 2? bloody hell!
I am supposed to be commencing a TAFE course in 2 weeks, so that is 3-4 days of study, plus my homework, plus kindy homework, plus making 3 rounds of lunches most days, plus shipping kids off to various places for school/care (luckily most are on the way to tafe, which also happens to be down the end of our street, think global, live local!), I’m going to ave to shift from being a super-procrastinator 3000, to being a little bit organised. This will be a challenge (nikki and xanthe, stop laughing!)And I haven’t even included the washing, market, groceries and probably P&C involvement in that. (although I’m gunna push for DishPig to do canteen roster, I think that would be fab!)
It is making my head spin.
Any lunch box ideas people?