Okay, so Junior survived and flourished on day 1. Apparently his desk is right up front, and the little bugger started his elementary school career by asking “Is there anything I can do to help you?” to the teacher. So she of course used him to do things all day. Way to cement your position as teacher’s pet from the get-go! Cripes, I thought I was giving him good advice to get through the day, but this kid needs nothing from me.
Other things:
- Apparently, they use sporks in the cafeteria, and he thought they were the most brilliant invention ever. (My father used to work for the company that invented the spork, so I need to pass this information along.)
- Kids who were in his rec department summer program are also in the after school program at the elementary school, so he is psyched.
- There’s another kid in his class with the same first name and last initial. I had already told him that if the teacher shortens his name, he could tell her he prefers his whole name so that it will be that way for the next 12 years. (example: Shortening David to Dave, or Susan to Sue). So he did tell her, and now the other kid is stuck with the nickname. Maybe that kid didn’t care, I know Junior just prefers his full name, as do his father and I.
- They don’t sell strawberry milk in the cafeteria (Oh, really? They don’t? Barbarians!.)
So it was a great day, and he was just as excited to go back for day two. Whew!
