I hate to be the bearer of bad news but, summer is officially "almost done".
I know this because tomorrow, my baby, my original baby girl, is off for orientation at her new high school.
Say what?
Apparently, they need my baby daughter there for the next couple of days to introduce her to all that is high school. There will be tours, schedule reviews, lectures, ice-breakers, snacks and a bbq lunch.
Sort of like my introduction to high school minus the tours, schedule reviews, lectures, ice-breakers, snacks and bbq lunches.
I remember worrying something awful about how I was going to find my classes in what appeared to be a school 10 times as large as my elementary one. And being completely crazy worrying about what grade nine initiation was going to be.
My parents did not worry nor did I worry them about any of this.
First day went something like this...
"Here is your bus fare. Have a good day today!"
I then proceeded to walk to the bus stop, take 2 public transit buses and 1 subway to get into downtown Toronto, and then walk the 4 or 5 blocks to school.
I was barely 13 having skipped a grade. A baby.
Today, my daughter has never taken public transit other than once or twice for the "adventure" of it.
A school bus will pick her up each morning a stone's throw from our house.
And this initiation talk? It is no more. praise God.
I am so excited for everything that is in store for her.
She claims not to be nervous. I'm not sure I believe her.
That or I'm just nervous for her.
I hugged her this evening and asked her not to leave me. I may have whined just little bit.
She said o.k.
I told her I could home school her.
She said o.k.
And then reminded me that we would need to move to California in order for all of this to be legal.
I said o.k.
I love you sweet girl!
All will be well. And if not, they will have your mama to answer to.
