Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Taking My Parenting Advice From Kenny Rogers

You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealing's done

Georgia's transition to preschool continues to be a bit rocky, and by "a bit" you can take that to mean I'm making a huge understatement and sparing the interwebs some of the details, but suffice it to say that in the last week we've:  received an upsetting email in which we learned (among other things) that Georgia wasn't kidding about crying the whole time, had a meeting with her teachers (at their request), and gotten advice from friends, relatives, and our pediatrician.  All this because of a lost pair of sunglasses that triggered a flurry of communication. 

And to think, we so wanted to be the laid back parents.    

So anyway, based on this morning's meeting we're not folding for at least another week or two, which means you can continue to enjoy gems like the following:
  • Evidently, Georgia stood up on the first day of Spanish class and announced unprompted, "My daddy goes to trabajo!" 
  • In an effort to keep showing Georgia what fun school can be, I asked her, "Do you want to see photos of Sam's first day of school?"  Her response:  "You mean crying?"  (I guess in her view that was a safe assumption to make, but alas, an incorrect one.)  
  • Her class did a little assignment about grandparents which involved us helping Georgia to tape a picture of my parents to a worksheet and then completing questions together about their names, ages, and where they live.  Um, seeing as how she can't read or write, we obviously had to assist, but I tried where possible to let Georgia have some input rather than just filling this form out.  So when we got to the question, "One interesting fact about my grandparents is ________," I let her tell me how to fill in the blank.  And boy, did I find out something new that night.  I took my dictation mindlessly until Joe started chuckling.  So what was her answer, you ask?  Well, Georgia proudly handed in her worksheet the next day reading, "One interesting fact about my grandparents is they like to swing."  Mom and Dad, I can only assume the priest called you directly to discuss this, since I haven't heard from him. 


Maggie said...

Oh sweet Georgia. I wish Anna was there to hold your hand and entertain you. Does she have any friends there yet? Anyone she mentions? Perhaps having a playdate with that kids would then make her feel even safer meeting them at school each day -- sort of a life/school blur of boundaries? I'm sure you've already thought of this and had loads of suggestions so please feel free to disregard entirely.

I'll say a little prayer for her tonight.

Crystal said...

The swing story is awesome.

Go Georgia! You can do it!