Is there a worse feeling in the world than watching your pale, unsmiling 9 year old drag his little wheeled backpack into a classroom full of strangers? Or sending your 7 year old off with the hope that the "nice kid" will continue to be nice? The first day of school was a frankly unwelcome interruption of what had become a routine of perfect weather and visits to and from cousins, grandparents, and friends.
The boys miss their (in the words of Flash) "lively", crowded school in Texas, and I do too. The process of carving out one's niche can be unpleasant and not without a few sharp jabs. All I can do is pray for lots of "nice kids" and put extra-trashy treats in their lunches until they settle in.
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Oh, that is so difficult! I can't think of many other experiences more anxiety-inducing than being the new kid in school, besides perhaps being the mother of the new kid in school. It is so hard to watch kids navigate friendships and feeling left out, etc. because there is so little we can do to make it go away.
But, I subscribe to your methods; trashy treats are often provided by me when things are tough on the kids. There is just something comforting about a treat provided by mom. It still makes me feel better when my mom hands me a donut or cookie....
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