Last August I was still fairly enchanted with our mountain home. The summer was kind of a blur, and I was looking forward to school starting so that I could explore a little without three kids in tow. Then I made the discovery that while my children would be attending the same school, their classes would meet at different times, and my schedule got turned on its ear. Luckily, thanks to a combination of carpooling and babysitting, I managed to make it through this year with my sanity intact, barely.
Through the winter, we had to decide if Sam and Lucy were going to stay at their private school or attend the public school. If they stayed at their current school, Sam would go all day but Lucy would still only be going for half a day, which would mean another year of insanity. However pre-K is now mandatory for 4 year old kids in WV, so the other option is that they could both go to the public school.
After weighing all of our options, we decided to give the public school a try. I dug out birth certificates and vaccination records and got up super early to stand in line (on a cold, rainy day no less) to sign them up. Done deal, I thought. Next year they would be going to the same school at the same times, and life would finally start to settle down.
WRONG!
Apparently, the new pre-K program isn't fully operational. Even though the district knows how many kids would be enrolling in the program, they didn't create enough spaces for all of them. So there was a lottery. And Lucy totally did not win. She's number 24 on the wait list. Which means that next year not only will the kids be on different schedules, but they'll be at totally different schools!
This, coupled with the endless, relentless rain we've been having makes me want to grab my kids and run for the border. North or south, I don't freaking care anymore. As long as it's not here.
Just to keep you (and me) from jumping off of the bridge.
3 comments:
I so hear where you are coming from. Did you ever think this school thing would be such a pain in the ass? I didn't.
PA just went to half day kindergarten (not that K is mandatory here anyway). How is anyone supposed to fulfill their dream of mothering a kindergartener if the kid only goes half day?
Good luck. I'll be thinking of you guys.
Woah. Bad luck there. The bad news is that with four kids, nothing is likely to line up timetable wise for another 20 years. Just saying.
Hang in, friend! Are you considering putting Sam back at the private school for the next year, or will just push ahead with the current plan? Thinking of you!
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