I have to admit that I was a little bit nervous about my older son (OS)'s first day of preschool today. Yes, he went last year and loved it. In fact one of his teachers from last year is working in his class again, much to his delight. However, three things were different about this year:
He has a new lead teacher
He slammed his hand in the front door of the preschool at the open house
I still had yet to vacuum my car.
OS did not sleep at all on Friday night after the open house
Fortunately number 3 was quickly remedied last night. Hey, I don't want everyone knowing my literally dirty secrets! All dog hair and Cheerios disappeared with one swoop of the industrial vacuum cleaner at the gas station. Seriously, when I think of all the time and effort that I wasted using a regular vacuum cleaner instead of just paying the $1.25 to use the gas station vacuum...wait a minute...am I seriously writing a post on vacuuming?! My car is spotlessly clean as always.
So why would OS not go to sleep? He kept complaining to the Big Giraffe that his throat hurt. I had mentioned a sore throat earlier in the day, which became a red herring. The Big Giraffe and I both assumed that OS had caught my sore throat. I should have known better. I was exhausted from having finished my workout at the gym by 6:30 that morning, yes you did read that right, and practically comatose. I forgot that my father, who's a doctor, repeatedly told me growing up that a lot of times ear pain is a symptom of a throat problem and throat pain is a symptom of an ear problem. Without that information, treatments administered by the Big Giraffe such as kids' cough medicine, a nightime drive for both father and son, and some nighttime TV did not directly help OS's ear. They did end up tiring both giraffes, who both fell into bed around 6am.
That morning, several of OS's friends were coming over to celebrate his birthday. (That's another post for another day.)
Very discreetly during the party, my friend Linda leaned over and asked me if I was aware of the slight leakage from OS's ear. What?! I had no idea. I looked at his ear. It looked absolutely like an ear infection. He just turned 4 years old! He hasn't had an ear infection since he was 20 months old! It never even occurred to me that an ear infection was responsible for his discomfort.
Fortunately, for reasons I don't entirely understand at all, we were able to go to an urgent care clinic not affiliated with our insurance company or our pediatrician's office instead of going to the ER. OS got antibiotics and seems to be doing a lot better.
Despite my clean car, OS still had a new teacher, had still recently had a bad experience coming to school, and was still way behind on sleep. I was therefore worried about his first day of school. OS was a little hesitant when we got there, but got out of the car without any problems. When I picked him up later, his teacher from last year told me that OS had "the best preschool day ever!" That's right, he did fantastic! I am so proud of him. He was beaming from ear to ear and he told me all about his day. Did I mention how proud of him I am? Enough so that I even bought him the totally annoying book Chicka Chicka 1, 2, 3 by Bill Martin Jr. which he desperately wanted because it has the number 70 in it which is his new favorite number.
A. Elliot's Lesson Learned: A clean car is apparently the only thing you need to enable your child to be successful in preschool. Well, maybe a clean car and a wonderful child.
I don't know what it is about my car, It's a disaster weekly, Thankfully I carpool with a lady and seem to tidy it up just so she doesn't report me to the junky car police.. Arrghhh!
Professional Mom of two cats, a dog, an ant farm, and oh yeah...two boys: a 6 year old and a 3 year old. Also found in my house is my husband who is known on this blog as The Big Giraffe.
For those of us who didn't get an instruction manual with our babies and for whom parenting hasn't always gone as planned. On a more serious note this blog is about supporting a woman's ability to make her own choices about parenting including the choice, for whatever reason, to bottle feed her babies formula.
Yeah OS!!