The kindergarten enrollment for my daughter's current school is on Friday. The last time I checked it was still February, which means it's a solid six months before school actually starts. Again. Hell, I didn't even have my college application in by February for classes starting that Fall.
It is Kindergarten though. The very important year where children learn to sit nicely, raise their hand, stand in long lines, and my favorite, color things "correctly." You know, where they make friends with kids that we don't really see after school anyway and if she did she probably wouldn't see them since they don't get out of school until 2:45pm.
What the fuck?
That's not the only reason why we're considering taking her out. Of course, I have no idea what I'm going to do with her (or we, since there is some co-parenting going on), but I'm just not keen on her getting lost in a class of 20 some odd other kids cackling away about Bratz, Barbies, and God knows what other bullshit.
Why should I pay money for her to take an afternoon "nap" and use the restroom by first name alphabetical order?
But most of all, Quinlan is good. She does her work in about two minutes flat and she follows directions like a pro. She is the consummate rule follower. And in a room full of kids, she disappears into the background as the two boys wrestle, the one girl throws a five-minute long tantrum because the timer rang, and another boy won't stop asking the teacher about Spiderman.
There's my daughter drawing pictures of her family with Margot in a freaking sling.
In fact, I'm pretty sure Quinlan could have walked out of the room and the teacher wouldn't have noticed. And there are only 7 kids in her class right now.
To complicate matters, ever since she started school she's been obsessing about Kindergarten. They go to the K-room often, and she's always talking about the "big kids." Turns out she loves it because they have Barbies there.
So, I asked her whether she'd miss school and her friends if she didn't go back to school next year.
"No," she said. "I'll remember them. Now can you turn my song back on."
Um, okay. Sure.
We haven't decided what we're going to do with her and whether this huge life altering experience of not putting her into Kindergarten is the right choice. I'd honestly be more inclined and probably sold if it was a half day. And she's enjoyed her year thus far, and loves going. She's learned her phone number, her numbers (well sort of), and how to use the word "butthead" correctly.
Thank you private Catholic school education.
And I'm not sure if I can handle it.
But the last time I visited, I saw a bulletin board with pictures of what the kids wanted to be when they grew up. Chef, Veternarian, Fireman...
And then there was Quinlan's
[Mermaid - a highly respectable profession]
I'm not sure I'm ready to let that dream disappear into the land of "appropriateness."