Kindergarten, here I come

So I registered Bethany for kindergarten today. It was kind of a surreal experience--I suddenly felt like a little girl playing dress-up. How could I possibly have a kid old enough to be starting school? I suppose I'm technically old enough to have a teenager (shudder), so it shouldn't feel so weird, especially since Bethany's been going to preschool since last fall, but it did.

The brief glimpse I got of the school while I was there didn't really impress me much, I'll have to say. The building itself is really old, and there were old desks and filing cabinets in the hallway. I'm glad it's unlikely that Bethany will have more than one year of school at that school. When we moved here, we didn't have any children at all, and never expected to be here long enough for any kids we might have to go to school here, so we didn't consider the schools at all when looking for a house. The neighboring school disctrict is supposed to be even worse, though, so I guess we mostly lucked out.

The thought of Bethany going to school scares me a little. I'm going to be one of those nervous moms that hovers, and worries about their child finding the way or getting lost on the way to class. I like preschool, because I walk her right to the door of the classroom, and see that she's in her class before I leave. I'm going to worry the first time she gets on the bus that she won't know where to go, or freak out because everything is strange to her. We're supposed to have an open house the day before school starts, and I will probably drive her to school the first week or so, until I'm sure she's okay. I'm sure I'm going overboard, but for my own peace of mind, I'm going to do it anyway.

On a completely different topic now, I gave Sean his first bath today. Let's just say that he wasn't a fan. He wasn't screaming bloody murder or anything, but he was definitely not happy with the situation. He really needed one, though. His hair was starting to get a little greasy, and his skin was peeling, so I wanted to put some lotion on. Also, freshly washed babies just smell good. His hair got really fuzzy afterward, and looked a little more red than usual. If he's anything like Bethany, he'll love bathtime in no time.