One would think that after 9 days with your sisters and parents a child would want to get back to school to see her friends. We are talking Kindergarten here. Recess, Spanish, Music, Art, Choice time. The teachers are great and the kids are learning, but truthfully there is a lot of play and fun with 19 of your best friends. Sophie loves school once she is there, but getting there is the challenge.
The same child who awoke at 6:30 every morning of vacation to give me a minute by minute countdown until 7:00 (when the children may come to our room and get us up), now has to be roused at 7:30 to get ready for school. And aparently asking what she would like for breakfast is "rushing" her. The suggestion that she put on some clothes and run a toothbrush over her teeth is "being mean" and brushing her hair hurts before I even touch her. And almost every morning comes the announcement, "I am not going to school, I am staying in my pajamas all day." I would say at least 4 days out of the week. No lie.
One might think that I make her wear frilly, scratchy clothes, but no, Sophie's drawers are overflowing with cute comfy clothing she picked. I started the school year picking out her clothes the night before, adorable little outfits that color coordinated. Then she started picking them out the night before with my guidance as to what matched, now she picks out whatever she likes that is weather appropriate. Today she is wearing purple and green yoga pants, a lavender and blue Cinderella sweatshirt and a tye dye T-shirt of her creation. And judging by the other girls in her class, I am not the only one to give up that battle.
There was one day when she was screeching about not getting ready and I reminded her every 5 minutes when we would be leaving and what needed to be done. She stood her ground, so at 8:29 ( we need to be to school at 8:30) I grabbed her, her clothes, a brush, her backpack and shoes and put them in the car. We dropped off Maddy and parked outside the school. I told her that in 5 minutes I was bringing her into school however she was. The screamed and cried bloody murder but got her clothes on and we went into school.
To many of you this will come as a surprise since Sophie tends to be low key, sometimes shy. Her tiny frame and quick smile are adorable. But those of you who really know her will not be surprised in the least since she is a force of nature, and as kind and loving as she is, she can be trouble with a capitol "T".
Now I am sure you all are thinking that something must be going on at school. I did. But no. Maybe she wasn't sleeping? Nope. Perhaps an underlying psychological issue? Sorry. Sophie just knows what she wants, which in this case is to stay in her pajamas as long as possible, and is willing to do whatever it takes to get that. At six years old.
High school is going to be a blast.
The same child who awoke at 6:30 every morning of vacation to give me a minute by minute countdown until 7:00 (when the children may come to our room and get us up), now has to be roused at 7:30 to get ready for school. And aparently asking what she would like for breakfast is "rushing" her. The suggestion that she put on some clothes and run a toothbrush over her teeth is "being mean" and brushing her hair hurts before I even touch her. And almost every morning comes the announcement, "I am not going to school, I am staying in my pajamas all day." I would say at least 4 days out of the week. No lie.
One might think that I make her wear frilly, scratchy clothes, but no, Sophie's drawers are overflowing with cute comfy clothing she picked. I started the school year picking out her clothes the night before, adorable little outfits that color coordinated. Then she started picking them out the night before with my guidance as to what matched, now she picks out whatever she likes that is weather appropriate. Today she is wearing purple and green yoga pants, a lavender and blue Cinderella sweatshirt and a tye dye T-shirt of her creation. And judging by the other girls in her class, I am not the only one to give up that battle.
There was one day when she was screeching about not getting ready and I reminded her every 5 minutes when we would be leaving and what needed to be done. She stood her ground, so at 8:29 ( we need to be to school at 8:30) I grabbed her, her clothes, a brush, her backpack and shoes and put them in the car. We dropped off Maddy and parked outside the school. I told her that in 5 minutes I was bringing her into school however she was. The screamed and cried bloody murder but got her clothes on and we went into school.
To many of you this will come as a surprise since Sophie tends to be low key, sometimes shy. Her tiny frame and quick smile are adorable. But those of you who really know her will not be surprised in the least since she is a force of nature, and as kind and loving as she is, she can be trouble with a capitol "T".
Now I am sure you all are thinking that something must be going on at school. I did. But no. Maybe she wasn't sleeping? Nope. Perhaps an underlying psychological issue? Sorry. Sophie just knows what she wants, which in this case is to stay in her pajamas as long as possible, and is willing to do whatever it takes to get that. At six years old.
High school is going to be a blast.
