Shhhh…I’m writing here, instead of on my own blog, so my girls won’t see this confession. I can’t utter this aloud, but I hope writing about my disdain will be cathartic.
My twin girls are in kindergarten this year, in separate homeroom classes. Each class has a “pet”. It’s not the living, breathing kind (thank goodness)…but rather the stuffed variety…and each child takes a turn bringing Thomas or Rowdy home for an overnight visit.
My A got to bring Thomas home the very first day of school, and she was incredibly excited. I was excited, too…how stinkin’ adorable was that??!!! We celebrated the first day of school with ice cream, and we had fun making pictures of Thomas at the ice cream stand.
A few days later, my B got her turn with Rowdy. It was a weekend, so we took him to the bookstore with us, where he enjoyed playing with the train set.
Sure, this is a great exercise! Fun! It offers families another way to get involved with their kid’s school life! It gives us a glimpse into what other families do!
But…it’s a lot of work!!!
(And, at the risk of revealing my germophobe tendencies, these critters kinda gross me out. There’s no telling where they’ve been, and my girls want to cuddle with them in our house. ICK!!!!! Lest you think I’m being petty, a friend of mine who is a kindergarten teacher in another district had to eliminate her class “pet”. It acquired “bugs” during its rounds. See…this is not just in my head! And I don’t want anything ON my head as a result!!!)
As part of the hosting duty, the parent/child writes in the animal’s journal about what they did together. We try to do something fun…something journal-worthy…with the critter at night. Our evenings are so jam-packed with homework, supper, and getting to bed by 7pm, though, that’s a tall task in itself.
In the mornings, I want to involve the girls in what we write in the journal…but I’ve finally decided we have to get up 30 minutes earlier (THIRTY MINUTES!!!) to accomplish this. The girls prescribe what I should write, and then they paste pictures and draw. This last week, Baby A wrote a few lines (in kindergarten phonetic speak) herself [which was incredibly adorable].
The girls’ birthday topped the cake (no pun intended). As the birthday kid in their classrooms, they each got to take home their class pet. So…in addition to the family birthday festivities we were trying to cram in on the first day back to school following the holiday break, we had BOTH critters to accommodate.
My head is itching, just writing about this.
I will make it through the balance of this school year. I will smile as genuinely as possible when my girls bring their beloved class pets home. We’ll do fun things. I’ll take pictures. We’ll write and draw in the journal.
I’m sure I’ll miss this one day…at least in some strange way…but for now, pardon me while I go clean something.
Yes, writing this does make me feel a little better. Anything you need to confess today??? Go ahead…we won’t tell!!!
MandyE is mom to six-year old fraternal twin girls. She blogs about their adventures, and her journey through motherhood, at Twin Trials and Triumphs.