After changing all of my kids to a different school last week, I took Bug back to her preschool where all of the kids used to go together.  I would have moved her over with the rest of the kids but they don’t have a preschool.  

My kids have always been confident on the first day of school.  They wake up extra early, dress themselves, jump in the car with a single bound, and practically run out to the school doors skipping *skipping*.  I don’t know if I should be proud of them for being so self assured, or question why they are so excited to leave our home.  I know I loose my patience sometimes, but give me a break.  I’m not THAT bad.

I drove all the kids to school and turned around to drop off Bug.  She climbed out of the car and walked inside holding my hand.  Actually I held her hand.

“Mama, I wanna go by myself! Mama let me go.”  

“OK I thought, she deserves to feel big.”

I walked behind her into the school and into her classroom.  I said my hello’s to the teacher and turned to leave.  Bug was already off playing with the other kiddos.  

“Bye Bug!” I called as I walked out of the room.

That afternoon when I picked her up from school, I was ready for her glowing report.  Not to brag or anything {Ok maybe a little}, but my kids are always liked by the teachers because “They are always so happy and well behaved.”  I jumped out ready for my hug and the teacher said, “I need to talk to you about Bug when you get a minute.”  

“Sure thing” I thought, I needed a pick me up after a long day.  I walked over interested in how the day went and what friends she made.  

“Um, Bug was horrible today.”  

“Horrible??!”  (She can talk to me this way because she is also my friend) “What happened?!”

“Well, she yelled NO when I asked her to do things and was very defiant.  She was not a happy camper.”

I was appalled!  I had never heard such a thing from a  teacher.  I didn’t even know how to respond so I just looked at her dumbfounded.  

She went on, “I think she misses her sisters because she kept asking for them.”

“Oh no, I feel so bad.  I’ll talk to her tonight and try to figure some things out.”

(Later that night) “Bug, what was wrong at school today?  Why did you talk to your teacher that way?”  

With big eyes she explained, “Mama, it was dark and dare was animals and sounds and noises and I was so scared!”

“Oh My”, I said and I wondered what in the world she was talking about but I knew she has a huge imagination.

The next day at school I asked her teacher if she had turned off the lights or something.  She let me know that the kids were being really loud and needed to learn to calm down. She turned off the lights and had them lay down and listen to a recording of a Pooh Bear story.  

I had to giggle because I agree with Bug.  Those voices of Pooh Bear, Tigger, and Eeyore, Piglet, and Kanga are scary!