School
My 4-year-old nephew started pre-school on Monday. When I talked to him last week he was really excited about school. He was going to learn to read and write. He was also going to learn about animals, specifically dinosaurs. He was also looking forward to meeting, and playing with, new people.
Well, with the start of school came some tears. My sister waited in the hallway to make sure Alex was OK. He came out twice crying, just to make sure she was still there. What changed in between the time I talked to him and the start of school was that he had a dentist appointment. This particular dentist doesn't allow parents in the room while he's working on the child. So, in a little 4-year-old mind, Mommy not being in the room was equated with the dentist. Eventually, he was fine. It probably just took him a little while to explore and discover there was no drill, and no dentist in the room.
Alex's 3-year-old brother Aaryn had a difficult time with the first day of school, too. They are very close and have never been apart since the day Aaryn came home from the hospital. At first, Aaryn kept searching the house thinking Alex was hiding somewhere. Then he would do little things that annoy Alex, thinking that would bring him out of hiding so he would tell Aaryn to stop. Finally, it sunk in that Alex wasn't home, so every few minutes he would ask my sister when they were going to pick up Alex.
I'm sure they'll both adjust eventually.
This next part is semi-related to school. I had another weird dream last night. In the dream, I was at a party (held in a Wal-Mart, but all the shelves were empty) which was kind of like a school reunion because most of the people in the dream went to my high school. Of course The Best Friend was there and, in the beginning of the dream, we were just hanging and talking. At one point, someone mentioned that 65 of our classmates were there. That was weird because there were only 62 people in our class and two of them have died since graduation. Somehow, the party got moved to a baseball field in the city's biggest park. Also, people started ignoring me and The Best Friend. We decided we'd give them a reason not to ignore us anymore, so we started holding hands and hugging each other. We still got ignored, so we started making out. Still, no one cared ... until one classmate said "It's about time you two got together."
Then I woke up.
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