Monday, February 01, 2010

100 Days...

Last Tuesday was Henry's 100th day of kindergarten. To celebrate, all the children dressed up like they were 100 years old. Henry was so excited and planned his entire outfit, practiced a bent-over walk, and made everybody call him Mr Smith.

We do not know any old men named Mr. Smith, for the record.

Pops let us saw off part of one of his canes, Sugar lent us a tennis ball, I, Husband sacrificed his 3-D glasses from seeing avatar, and I let him borrow my eyeliner pencil to draw all the face lines and stubbly beard. Svea gave her approval.

When I took him to school that morning, he got really nervous when we pulled up into the drop-off line. He said, "Mom! I don't want the cane and glasses anymore!"
I looked around and there were NO OTHER CHILDREN dressed up. I even saw kids in his class walking in normal clothes. I panicked that we had gotten the wrong day and ruined Henry's self esteem for life. He was going to be called Gramps or Geezer until high school and it was MY FAULT.

Like a good parent I told him he HAD to take the glasses and cane in and please get out of the car. Which he did.

After stressing all day about it, when I picked him up he still had his glasses on and cane in hand and he was grinning, laughing about all the students who had worn their bathrobes to school and even a shower cap was on one girl's head! Mom! A shower cap!

So hooray for Mr. Smith and dress-up days at school...even if this kindergarten gig is stressing me out.


Anonymous said...

you're a good mom.

siduri1 said...

this is so great. I love his Mr. Smith look!