Today was Mirra's first day of Kindergarten. She was so excited and ready to go early this morning. I was so shocked she actually slept all night last night. It was me that couldn't sleep, not because I was excited. In fact just the opposite. I have really been dreading this day for the last 5 years. Mason was excited to go to until he realized we had to leave Mirra there and he had to come home with me.
Mirra agreed to let me take her to school today as long as she can ride the bus home with her friends. I thought that was an ok compromise. The problem was that when I filled out the paper work I wrote that Mirra would be picked up every day. I didn't even think about having her take the bus. I never once took the bus to school. My mom always came and picked me up. I just assumed that was how it would be with Mirra too. Grandma or I would pick her up everyday. After I talked to Mom and Mirra about it this weekend I decided it would be easier for Mom and more fun for Mirra to get to ride home. I sent her teacher an email yesterday morning to let her know of the change and thought that I had taken care of it. I was going to talk to the teacher this morning about it when I dropped her off but she was so busy that I just helped Mirra put her backpack away and find a seat. Then I left, well not really I had asked Mirra if I could have a hug and a kiss goodbye and she gave me a pat on the shoulder and said goodbye Mom. I was thinking she might change her mind and come running out so Mason and I stood outside her classroom for a few minutes waiting for her to come give us a hug. I finally realized that she wasn't going to change her mind and we came home. Mason kept asking me "where Wiwa Mommy, where Wiwa?" He really missed her.
This afternoon at 11:30 I went out to the bus stop, which is on the corner of my moms house and waited for Mirra to come home. Me, mason and Hazel waited and waited. After about 18 minutes of waiting I got a phone call from Mirra's teacher Mrs. Arroyo. The teacher said that Mirra had told her she could ride the bus but she wouldn't let her get on because I had written on the paperwork that I would pick her up or that grandma would so she didn't let her get on. I flew to the school and ran in.
Mirra was so upset by the time I got there she wouldn't talk at all. As we walked out of the office hand in hand her lip started to quiver and she started to cry. "Mom Arroyo wouldn't let me on the bus. I told her you said I could ride it home and she wouldn't let me get on." I asked her if she is mad at me and she said yes.
I feel so bad. What a terrible thing to do to your child on her first day of school. I had to take her to McDonald's to get her to forgive me. We got everything worked out now and she will be riding the bus tomorrow.




