First day of school

I always take the first day of school off. Well, I don't think I actually did last year, but Jon was in 5th grade and Ant was going to the high school that he always has gone to.

But this year was different. Shyanne started kindergarten. So of course, I had to take the day off.  I cried when I dropped her off, of course, not in front of her.  But, afterwards.

So, I am sitting there waiting in car pool lane to pick her up and I am looking at all the other obviously stay at home mom's and think to myself, that is just so not me.  I love my daughter dearly, but I have no desire to be one of those volunteer mom's and hang out in her class room or go to the school assembly's, but I do want to see her experience that stuff.

Ah, and the year begins.

By the way, I am ok with me as a mom.  I think it's great that there are mom's like that out there. I just wish I knew a mom more like me.