We had a rough night last night, so by the time Sir Monkeypants and I dragged ourselves out of bed this morning, it was an hour later than usual. We had to run around doing everything in half the time.
Usually Sir Monkeypants gets himself ready in the morning in time to drop off the kids at school on his way to work, but this morning, there was no time for himself as he rushed to get the kids dressed and fed. So when school time rolled around, I threw on a coat over my PJs and drove Gal Smiley and Captain Jelly Belly over.
Gal Smiley hopped out of the car at the kiss-n-ride just fine.
The Captain, who did not sleep well last night, had a small meltdown.
The poor boy was simultaneously upset by about six different things and by the time he climbed out of the van, all he could do was stand on the sidewalk sobbing. I hopped out of the car, which you aren’t supposed to do at the kiss-n-ride, to try to comfort him. Luckily the vice principal came over and sympathetically told me to just leave my van, as traffic was dying down anyway, and walk him inside.
Which I did, and he calmed down quite a bit. By the time we got to the building, he was fine.
I was a total mess, though.
Seriously, I don’t know how Sir Monkeypants survives drop off every morning. It was like the first day of school all over again. It sure didn’t help that the Captain was crying, but even seeing Gal Smiley playing happily in the kindergarten yard made me well up. My babies! Going away for the day! Into the big wild world all on their own!
Oh my God, excuse me while I get ANOTHER tissue.
Clearly, I need a nap. And a cup of tea. And possibly a lobotomy. I mean, they LIKE school! They are happy there! They are learning things and growing up to be lovely people!
I miss them. Sniff.