My kids have now completed four days of school - three before we went for our holidays and today.
Every day they come home with paper.
To be more precise, brochures advertising activities.
On day 1, it was cute. (dance lessons)
On day 2, I noticed the trend (some ball skills thing)
On day 3, a request from the teacher to send a blanket and swimming aids.
And then today, I sent Nanny S with a note to request some forms and they came home with those forms plus two more activities (karate and soccer).
I said to nanny S, "what on earth is ALL THIS?" and she politely says, "they said we have to choose one per kid".
I like to mess with her because she's such a rule follower (a really good thing in a nanny) so I said, "and what if I say they both can't do anything?"
I followed it up by saying I need to phone the principal and then D and I will discuss it.
So that's where we're at.
|I love you too, Baby|
|And Connor's being a bear|
Thing is, I am that rare species of mother who hates organised activities.
My kids are 3.5 years and we've never taken them to a single activity or class. I like to believe that our awesomeness is enough :)
Not clamber club, kindermusic, swim lessons, moms and tots, nothing.
Or none things as Kendra would say!
I don't have anything against these things, per se. Okay, I lie - I do think a whole bunch of them are a money-making racket and that they play on the modern mother's feelings to "do the very best for your child".
I was planning to ask K about ballet when she turns 4 since that's when I started ballet. Ballet has been, hands down, one of the best things for me - it taught me such self-discipline, determination and a fantastic work ethic (can you still see it in my life?). I always loved a bit of attention so I didn't need ballet for confidence / self-esteem issues.
|See the coffee table to the left of Connor? Here's the full repurpose - cot to coffee table|
Nevertheless, my plans have been brought forward with the arrival of all these school papers.
The most beautiful thing about all these activities is they each come to the school on a specific day in the mornings (can you hear the angels sing?) so this will not affect our free and very precious time on the weekends one little bit.
BTW, D said to me, we need a place to put all these papers and I said, "we do have a place" and lifted the bin to show him. HAHAHA (but I'm serious).
Other than that, things are going swimmingly. There's been absolutely no crying.
Today I got a tiny sliver of a detail from K. They painted today. Without aprons (this is huge for them) and "we didn't mess, Mummy".
I asked them about their snack and Connor says, "we don't get snacks at school". He means snacks the way I do them, in cute little bowls with yoghurt and cut-up fruit, hot cross bun, etc.
I said, "did you not get a sandwich?"
C No! K Yes, we did - bread with jam!
I better go make friends with the teachers so I can find out some things - I can't hound the principal with emails all the time but I need to know because I'm insanely curious as to what goes on there.
Do your kids tell you what they get up to?
|I love this pic - Connor realised I'd stopped walking and turned to see what I was up to|