Zoe had her first day of Kindergarten today. Mark and I dropped her off—-me barely keeping my happy tears in and Mark a bundle of nerves (unlocking the car when Zoe and I were already inside, leaving the car running after all of us were out…). Zoe did just fine. She quickly found Vera and Lucy when she walked in the door. After that, Mark and I were more than free to go. It was hard to even coax a good-bye out of her.
This afternoon I picked her up and brought her immediately out for ice cream. I then interrogated her and got all kinds of great kindergarten information. Upon getting home, I tried to duplicate the process for blogging purposes, but my subject was less forthcoming. Here is the non-ice cream interview:
What did you think Kindergarten would be like?
I don’t really know. I don’t really remember stuff like that.
What was the first thing you did?
Pretty much go to my table and play with stuff and tap on Lucy’s shoulder so she knew that I was there.
Did you sing any songs?
This is the Day and the one that I forgot the name of. Did you write the one I forgot the name of?
What did you do during choice time?
What are Zoobs?
They are um, it’s hard to say this. It’s hard to say this.
What do you do with Zoobs?
You attach them.
Were they fun?
Not very much. But, Mama?…When will you stop talking? And also write, “when will you stop talking.”
If you want to know about the yellow circle table, the purple square table, Freckles the rabbit, rest time, the dollhouse, gym time, cubbies, art, etc., etc. you’ll apparently have to pony up for some ice cream just like the rest of us.