Dear Reagan's Mom.
Dear Reagan's mom,
I saw you tearfully kissing your sweet kindergartner goodbye this morning. I saw your sweet girl cling to you and beg you not to leave her. My sweet girl was feeling a tiny bit nervous, but when she walked into the classroom and saw several of the kids crying, she went from nervous to afraid. I could tell by the way she looked into my eyes and squeezed my hand. I bent down and whispered to Millie that for some kids, this was the very first time they had ever been to school, but that she (Millie) has been to school before and that she did not need to be afraid. She could be brave. Millie saw the four men in her classroom in their Army uniforms and for a moment, I heard her breath catch and she looks to me and says, "Mommy, did my daddy come home from Afghanistan to surprise me at school?" The question nearly crushed me, but I put on my brave face and told her no, that her daddy would not be here today. Millie pressed on. Reagan's mom, we saw you leave. We saw Reagan get even more upset. Millie set aside her own set of fears and nervousness and marched right on over to Reagan and gently told her not to cry. Millie asked your sweet girl if they could be friends. Immediately, Reagan started drying her eyes. The girls stared at each other for just a moment and then held hands and walked over to their seats together.
What I want you to know is that Millie's got this. You see, Millie prayed all summer long for God to send her a friend on the first day of school. By his divine providence, Millie met Reagan. I'm sure that Millie will be blessed by this friendship, but I know that Reagan will too. So, don't you worry. Millie is a fierce protector, a brave heart, and a caring soul.
This morning went very smooth. All the things I had set out to do were accomplished.
We went outside about 720 am to take pictures.
We had to park about 4/10ths of a mile away.
We had to walk in the street to get to the school.
I hate this part of the first day of school.
I had Millie's hand, but I had to keep turning around to make sure Autumn wasn't run over.
We went to Autumn's classroom first and Mrs Barden was allowing the students only to enter the room.
There was quite a line to get in.
We barely made it to Millie's classroom before the bell rang.
You can read above how Millie's drop off went.
I'm proud to say that Millie nor Autumn cried.
On my way out of the school, I was choking back some tears though.
Something about Kindergarten just gets me.
I came home, ran, cleaned the house, made spaghetti and meat balls, read, watch a show, showered and left to get the girls.
I spent 35 minutes in the pick up line.
I hope that gets worked out better tomorrow.
I left at 240 pm today.
I'm going to leave at 245 pm tomorrow.
When I finally get the girls to the Jeep, I can tell by Millie's face she is not happy.
Cherish: How was your first day Millie?
Millie: I do not like the way my teacher acts.
Cherish: What do you mean?
Millie: My teacher yelled at all my friends.
Cherish: Why?
Millie: My friends were talking in the hallway.
Cherish: Were you?
Millie: No.
Cherish: Were your friends supposed to be talking in the hallway?
Millie: No.
Cherish: Well, the beginning of school the teacher has to make sure everyone knows all the rules. It really is a lot of work for the teacher. If you do what you are told, you won't be fussed at. Your friends should not have been talking in the hallway.
Millie: Well, she didn't have to act like that.
BWAHAHAHA!!!
I don't know what to do with this girl.
Then I asked her, what was your favorite part of today?
School is dumb.
OK Millie. I'm not going to ask you anything else.
Autumn said that her teacher was very nice. She said they didn't do any work today, but had papers to fill out where they interviewed their classmates.
Autumn told me that her class has happy grams.
Happy grams are like currency to purchase prizes ranging anywhere from 5 happy grams to 50 or 60.
I told Autumn that we both knew she would never ever buy anything worth 60 happy grams because she cannot hold on to money to save her life!
Overall, it seems at least one of our daughters enjoyed themselves.
Millie did come home in quite the mood.
I think being quiet and still at school all day leads to naughty, loud behavior at home.
I'm going to have to figure out how to deal with that.
I don't want to be on her at home, but she cannot be rude or disrespectful to me.
Millie's classroom has something called the Classroom DOJO.
You can sign up to find out online how your child is behaving in school.
I put down both our gmail address (invite only).
Once I have more information (website, etc) I will share, but I suspect all the information you will need will come via email to your gmail account.
Apparently there is an app we can download too.
Well, on to other things.
The girls have gymnastics tomorrow.
We have already set out their clothes, gym bags, orders for lunch and breakfast.
The girls are in bed.
I'm headed there soon.
I Love you.
Your current wife and favorite airman. xoxo
126 days.
I saw you tearfully kissing your sweet kindergartner goodbye this morning. I saw your sweet girl cling to you and beg you not to leave her. My sweet girl was feeling a tiny bit nervous, but when she walked into the classroom and saw several of the kids crying, she went from nervous to afraid. I could tell by the way she looked into my eyes and squeezed my hand. I bent down and whispered to Millie that for some kids, this was the very first time they had ever been to school, but that she (Millie) has been to school before and that she did not need to be afraid. She could be brave. Millie saw the four men in her classroom in their Army uniforms and for a moment, I heard her breath catch and she looks to me and says, "Mommy, did my daddy come home from Afghanistan to surprise me at school?" The question nearly crushed me, but I put on my brave face and told her no, that her daddy would not be here today. Millie pressed on. Reagan's mom, we saw you leave. We saw Reagan get even more upset. Millie set aside her own set of fears and nervousness and marched right on over to Reagan and gently told her not to cry. Millie asked your sweet girl if they could be friends. Immediately, Reagan started drying her eyes. The girls stared at each other for just a moment and then held hands and walked over to their seats together.
What I want you to know is that Millie's got this. You see, Millie prayed all summer long for God to send her a friend on the first day of school. By his divine providence, Millie met Reagan. I'm sure that Millie will be blessed by this friendship, but I know that Reagan will too. So, don't you worry. Millie is a fierce protector, a brave heart, and a caring soul.
This morning went very smooth. All the things I had set out to do were accomplished.
We went outside about 720 am to take pictures.
We had to park about 4/10ths of a mile away.
We had to walk in the street to get to the school.
I hate this part of the first day of school.
I had Millie's hand, but I had to keep turning around to make sure Autumn wasn't run over.
We went to Autumn's classroom first and Mrs Barden was allowing the students only to enter the room.
There was quite a line to get in.
We barely made it to Millie's classroom before the bell rang.
You can read above how Millie's drop off went.
I'm proud to say that Millie nor Autumn cried.
On my way out of the school, I was choking back some tears though.
Something about Kindergarten just gets me.
I came home, ran, cleaned the house, made spaghetti and meat balls, read, watch a show, showered and left to get the girls.
I spent 35 minutes in the pick up line.
I hope that gets worked out better tomorrow.
I left at 240 pm today.
I'm going to leave at 245 pm tomorrow.
When I finally get the girls to the Jeep, I can tell by Millie's face she is not happy.
Cherish: How was your first day Millie?
Millie: I do not like the way my teacher acts.
Cherish: What do you mean?
Millie: My teacher yelled at all my friends.
Cherish: Why?
Millie: My friends were talking in the hallway.
Cherish: Were you?
Millie: No.
Cherish: Were your friends supposed to be talking in the hallway?
Millie: No.
Cherish: Well, the beginning of school the teacher has to make sure everyone knows all the rules. It really is a lot of work for the teacher. If you do what you are told, you won't be fussed at. Your friends should not have been talking in the hallway.
Millie: Well, she didn't have to act like that.
BWAHAHAHA!!!
I don't know what to do with this girl.
Then I asked her, what was your favorite part of today?
School is dumb.
OK Millie. I'm not going to ask you anything else.
Autumn said that her teacher was very nice. She said they didn't do any work today, but had papers to fill out where they interviewed their classmates.
Autumn told me that her class has happy grams.
Happy grams are like currency to purchase prizes ranging anywhere from 5 happy grams to 50 or 60.
I told Autumn that we both knew she would never ever buy anything worth 60 happy grams because she cannot hold on to money to save her life!
Overall, it seems at least one of our daughters enjoyed themselves.
Millie did come home in quite the mood.
I think being quiet and still at school all day leads to naughty, loud behavior at home.
I'm going to have to figure out how to deal with that.
I don't want to be on her at home, but she cannot be rude or disrespectful to me.
Millie's classroom has something called the Classroom DOJO.
You can sign up to find out online how your child is behaving in school.
I put down both our gmail address (invite only).
Once I have more information (website, etc) I will share, but I suspect all the information you will need will come via email to your gmail account.
Apparently there is an app we can download too.
Well, on to other things.
The girls have gymnastics tomorrow.
We have already set out their clothes, gym bags, orders for lunch and breakfast.
The girls are in bed.
I'm headed there soon.
I Love you.
Your current wife and favorite airman. xoxo
126 days.
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