Kindergarten Khronicles

Who is this child of mine and what is this life we've gotten into? At pick up today, we could hear the announcements outside, being delivered by a teacher or maybe it was the principal? "And the Red Sox will be playing not just tonight but Sunday night too in the playoffs! We wish them the best and will play 'Sweet Caroline' in their honor. Go Sox!!" Really, people? You know their not the underdogs anymore. Does anyone really still care? A friend of mine put it well. She wrote to me: "There is no separation of baseball and state in Massachusetts public education."

And then there's the fact that this boy of mine has gotten, you know, cool. After school a classmate came running up to him.
Classmate: Hey, Doodles! Hey, Doodles!
Doodles: What.
C: Hi, Doodles!
D: What did you want?
C's mom: I think he just wanted to say, "Hi."
C: Yeah! Hi, Doodles!
D: Oh.
Me: Can you try a few manners? How about, "Hi, C." or "Have a good weekend, C."
D, mumbling: Hi, C.
I had a total flashback to the boys of my elementary school years. I can't believe my son is going to be that kid. Oy.

At a fire safety assembly, Doodles learned all about what to do in a fire. He told me, "You need to leave right away! Just take the phone with you and when you get outside, then you call the firemen. If you left your pet or your toys inside, you just wait for the firemen to come get them out."

Bring your phone with you? We never learned that. Does the cord stretch to outside? The times, they are a changin'.

"Sweet Caroline
Good times never seemed so good
I've been inclined
To believe they never would..."