Emma starts school today.
Fifth grade. One of my favorites. I recall ruling the school, or maybe that was just in my mind. I had many nicknames, none of which were SUAR or “sewer.” Most kids called me “Button Nose” because the tip of my nose goes flat at the end.
I don't remember learning, but I do know I was a safety crossing guard and that some friends and I had a secret club that met under a bridge. We were kind of like trolls.
I was a good student, but I went to school to see my friends foremost and learning anything was just a bonus. This is probably why I cannot remember the name of any of my teachers, except Ms. Weener. No kidding. If I were to become a teacher and my last name was Dick, Schlong or Weiner, I would change it. But, that’s just me.
I love this time of year. The return to school signifies a new start. Possibility. Not just for my kids, but for me too. I still get teary watching her walk in that door.
I will never see my ten year old start fifth grade again. Next year, she will start middle school and with that will come its own set of challenges and growing pains. Funny thing is, when my kids were itty bitty, I kind of wished the time away. Changing their diapers, spoon feeding them, getting up in the night for the 19th time. I wondered, “When will they do some of this stuff themselves? When will this non-stop parenting madness ease up a bit?”
But, now that they are older, I realize how short those years were and how quickly these years are zooming by. This is not rocket science, but it’s a reminder to pay attention, to not miss anything. We’re so busy thinking about what’s next all the time, that we sometimes forget to cherish what is right in front of us. All we really have is this moment.
Probably does not get sweeter than dad and his little girl holding hands.
Ever have a teacher with a funny or profane last name? Just Weener. Funny enough.
What was your favorite grade in school? Mine were 5th & 8th, which is funny because these are the grades my kid will be in this year.
Did you/do you have any nicknames? Besides Button Nose,after college my friends called me “Betty” and “Booty.” I didn’t have a particularly large booty, but the name just stuck. Maybe it had something to do with the flatulence.