When I dropped Maya off at school for latchkey (a supervised room for children who get to school earlier than school starts) for the first time, she clung to my leg. Before I left, we checked out every table with each activity, but in the end she chose the table with the teacher. She’s done the same thing every day since. She passes up the table with the kids and heads straight to the teacher.
Of course, I was worried. But, when am I not?
Is she not playing with other kids during the day? Is she making friends?
I haven’t actually talked to her kindergarten teacher to see if she is interacting with the kids. It’s only been a week and I don’t want to seem too crazy. (;
She’s so sweet. She smiles all the time. I know the kids would love her if only she’d just go up to them.
I had my first meeting tonight, as a parent. It’s a volunteer meeting and, technically, I didn’t even have to go. They sent a sign-up sheet home with Maya, but I was hoping to get to know some of the other moms in Maya’s class. So, I went.
I’d ask the moms about their kids and do lots of smiling. I totally had this figured out.
Well, in my head I had it figured out. When I walked into that lunchroom, there were moms at each table already talking to other moms, and I froze. I looked around and chose a table with two other ladies. I sat down at the other end of the table, by myself, and listened to other moms ask questions. When the meeting finished, I smiled and handed the director my volunteer sheet and was the first one out the door.
I know the moms would like me if only I’d just go up to them.