First day of school. Sniff.

He was so ready for it – it was as if he had been going to school for years and knew the drill – did I tell you about the Ramsay school spring concert we were invited to, at which halfway through the show W stood up from his spot in the audience and not-so-subtly joined the kids’ performance, finished it with them and filed off with the kindergarten class? Totally ready for it. No tears or leg-clinging or even really noticing that we were there at the back of the auditorium and then at his new classroom, where he quickly found his hook and place on the mat and was perfectly self-sufficient thank you very much. Bye now.

And then a mass of parents descended on Caffe Rosso for celebratory lattes and muffins, and I got some work done in a quiet and peaceful house, and when I walked back at lunchtime in the brilliant sun and over the few first leaves that have already decided to abandon their trees, I blew the idyllic-ness of it all by getting the pick-up time wrong and having to collect W from the principal’s office. Which means I’ve already made the first impression as that parent. It also means I need to make some pretty kick-ass cookies tonight to bring to his teachers and the front office secretary tomorrow morning to ensure this reputation doesn’t stick for the next 7 years. If I bake enough, maybe I can make them forget, and then become that parent? Can a school faux pas be corrected with cookies?

After school we went out to see Darrel and Corinne at Winter’s turkey farm. Could this guy be any cuter? And the kid holding him?

Even cuter: W insisted that we switch and I hold the three-week old turkey so he could take a picture of him. And then made me find the setting on the camera that plays back the photos for you so that he could show the turkey the photo of itself. Which it turned a googled eye sideways at.

We wrapped our day up with Chuck Hughes – he was in town today and let a few of us bring our kids to hang out and make sandwiches with him. He was such a great guy. And hilarious. And completely and genuinely interested in everything the kids had to do and say, even the stuff about dragon slaying. W made him laugh, too. It was a blast.

Which brings me to the confession that I don’t in fact have a recipe to share, since I haven’t managed to set foot in the kitchen today since pancakes this morning. I’ll be back with some penance-inspired cookies tomorrow.


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29 comments on “Kindergarten

  1. Sue. D
    September 3, 2010 at 1:25 am

    Oh my, this child of yours! He’s amazing, and i would say gorgeous but I’d rather not make him squirm.

    What a day to remember.

  2. Anonymous
    September 3, 2010 at 3:16 am

    Love this post! Soooo fun and adorable!

  3. Denise
    September 3, 2010 at 6:28 am

    Oh so sweet! Big day for him and you!

  4. Ava-Jo
    September 3, 2010 at 7:01 am

    Your post brought back many memories of young kids and the first day of school. They have long since grown up so savour the moment and keep it in your heart. Cookies will set you up for the duration of your child’s school career! If you want something really special from the school system try a pie!

  5. Melanie
    September 3, 2010 at 7:36 am

    I love Chuck… Sigh… Oh yes – and congratulations on the big day for W!!! It flies by so fast!!!

  6. Jan @ Family Bites
    September 3, 2010 at 8:06 am

    This is really sweet, Julie. I remember how very exciting the first day of school was for my little guys. And they were also ready. Which somehow makes it easier to see them go.

  7. Cheryl
    September 3, 2010 at 8:19 am

    That is a seriously awesome day for you, and Willem.

  8. Ann
    September 3, 2010 at 8:35 am

    Thanks for sharing your wonderful day with us! W is sooooo cute – the pics are fabulous. 🙂

    Starting school is such a major milestone . . . where does the time go?

  9. June
    September 3, 2010 at 8:38 am

    Cookies? Fix a school faux pas? Absolutely. In fact, anything edible will do 🙂

  10. Kathy
    September 3, 2010 at 9:09 am

    World Peace Cookies oughta fix any (perceived) faux pas….

  11. JulieVR
    September 3, 2010 at 9:13 am

    Ha! I JUST made them and we distributed them among teachers and the school secretary this morning! Great minds!

  12. sharon
    September 3, 2010 at 9:28 am

    A big day for mom, as I recall. 🙂 Your boy looks exactly like you. Amazing. He is so beautiful.

  13. Kathleen
    September 3, 2010 at 12:43 pm

    Any baked good will pacify disgruntled school people – speaking as a teacher who has gained too much weight from eating parent’s apologies… Congratulations to W and you for making it through day one… Lovely post!

  14. Suzy
    September 3, 2010 at 12:46 pm

    Cookies will fix ANY faux pas…not just at school!

  15. Kathleen
    September 3, 2010 at 5:19 pm

    Don’t worry Julie, This is my 5th year of putting kids on the school bus. I managed to restrain myself from scattering rose petals in front of the bus as it left today with my two on board.

    Believe me that you will be forgiven with or without the aid of cookies and that there are plenty more adventures to come.

  16. Vincci
    September 3, 2010 at 5:40 pm

    What a full and fun day! W is awesome. I still remember him in his Spiderman costume asking me for chicken. Cookies are miracle workers – I’m sure you went from *that* parent to *that* parent in no time flat!

  17. Cathy
    September 3, 2010 at 6:06 pm

    Ah, he’s so grown up! And baked apologies always go over well I hear!

  18. lovetocook
    September 3, 2010 at 7:26 pm

    You’re bringing back memories! Thirty years ago I walked her to school and sobbed all the way back. The end of a sweet and joyous time and the beginning of new adventure.

  19. Andi
    September 3, 2010 at 7:31 pm

    Ah, how time will fly, so enjoy these moments! My tiny wee cherub called this evening to tell me about taking HIS son for frozen yogurt after meeting the kindergarten teacher today, and now they are home making sliders to celebrate. This is the tiny wee cherub that used to help me go pick up my turkeys from Darrell Winter over 30 years ago, back when the turkeys were bigger than HE was!

  20. molly
    September 3, 2010 at 8:08 pm

    Absolutely!!! (re: penance and cookies).

    The school lost my son once on the first day of second grade. I missed an early release once. By two hours. Oops. Happens to the best of us 😉

    Congratulations on the big day!

  21. glenda
    September 3, 2010 at 9:01 pm

    Oh,you can DEFINITELY bake you r way out of a faux pas – bring on the cookies!!

  22. Elizabeth
    September 4, 2010 at 2:47 pm

    I loved this post! My daughter is getting ready to start pre-school next week, and today I find myself staring at baby pictures wondering where the time went. I’ll definitely be taking your advice on the baked goods–great idea!

  23. Sue (London, ON)
    September 4, 2010 at 7:01 pm

    Aw Julie! He’s grown into such a handsome young man! I can’t get over how much he looks like you!

  24. Katharine
    September 4, 2010 at 10:06 pm

    LOLOL!! So funny Julie! Guess you know for next time. Miss you guys. Hope you’re doing well. Let me know if you have some time in the next little bit, we can possibly hook up!

  25. Jess
    September 5, 2010 at 5:26 am

    Oh! What a big day. And what a sweetheart that W is. (He showed the turkey his photo? That’s awesome.) Congratulations to all of you!

  26. Shannon
    September 5, 2010 at 9:50 am

    So sweet and scary at the same time that kids grow too quickly. He’s adorable. Speaking of adorable….my whole point in this comment is Chuck Hughes?!!? You kept that event a secret to make us all jealous! ha ha

  27. EJ
    September 5, 2010 at 11:36 am

    Make it a habit to photo the First Day of School for the rest of his school years and you will end up with great memories.. something I did not do…

  28. None of your business
    October 19, 2011 at 1:52 pm

    Bad parenting i don’t think you should put pictures of children on the internet!

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