I have had several inquiries this week as to how my little Annabelle is coming along with her kindergarten career. I have to say that the results are mixed. Our drop off yesterday went much more smoothly than last week, with nary a tear when I left. A small quivering lip was all that could be seen to show she was still a little uncomfortable. At pick up time she said she had an excellent day and met some new friends.
Today was a different story. I took her back to the playground so she could line up with her class, and we had barely gotten inside the gate when she grabbed my arm in a death grip and started crying. I put her in line and tried to walk away.
She cried louder. I told her I loved her and I had to leave now.
She clung to me.
I dragged her a few feet, then walked her back to her line. She begged me to wait until her teacher arrived. Mrs. Martinez arrived at just that perfect moment and I walked Annabelle to her. She took my little girl’s hand and held her in line.
I could hear her quiet sobs as Batman and I walked away. Annabelle’s, not Mrs. Martinez’s.
More updates to follow.
Chronicles of a Desperate Horsewife 
Oh how that tears at your heart! Malia started preschool last week and we still haven’t gotten a no tear drop off. No one told me that this would be the hardest part of parenting!!!!