Ashlyn is Ready, but is Mommy????

Kindergarten registration is on Thursday but I had to fill out some online paperwork the other day.  Ashlyn will be five in a week and PreK is almost over.  This led me to reflect on Ashlyn and all she has accomplished in her short life.  I can remember yesterday being worried about her speech and getting her tested.  Now she is reading.  A year ago, I had to go on the field with her during Tball games, run the bases with her, etc.  This year she is so independent.  I stayed home with her the first four years of her life and worried she would be clingy.  When people ask her if she is going to go to school with Mommy, she says, "No I am going to take the bus and meet her there."

I was fortunate enough to get a position at the school where Ashlyn will be next year.  Does that make it any easier?  Noooo.  As a matter of fact, I have not even seen a kindergartener in the year I've worked there.  My classroom is on the second floor in the tower and Kindergarten is on the first floor on the opposite side of the building.  I will be the one crying next year as she runs to the bus stop with Daddy and I drive to "our" school alone.  I will be counting the minutes with anticipation to see how her first day went.  In a few short months, this will be a reality.

Where did the last five years go?  My mom said time goes by so much faster when they hit elementary school.  I sure hope not.  I'm not ready for my babies to grow up.

Stone Mountain Mishap

So it is 'bring a friend' week  at Stone Mountain so all of my friends with passes brought friends.  We decided to have lunch on the lawn and then off to the bathroom.  Before we could get to the bathroom, I hear Ashlyn screaming bloody murder.  I look and her leg is twisted in a 'hole'.  I use 'hole' lightly because it was not really a hole.  Basically they took these short poles out of the ground so the maintenance truck could get through.  THey never put the poles back in.  Ashlyn was walking and then her foot went down in the hole and twisted. It is about 6-8 inches deep.  So let's just say that it was a scene.  Ashlyn screaming, police coming, medic coming with lights flashing, and all.  I thought for sure i was making my first ER visit.  The medic asked her to move her toes and she said she couldn't.  She just kept begging to go home.  She finally let him look at her ankle and he suggested that I go for the X-ray.  Oh great!  To make a long story shorter, we refused an ambulance ride to the hospital.  I put in the stroller and we left.  She had ice and was still crying.  On the way out, we pass a kid in Ashlyn's class.  We stop and talk for a minute--my hope being that she will get out and try to put weight on it so I can see how serious it is even though I am convinced already that it is broken.  She won't even get out for Bradley!  So we head for the car.  Once we get to the car Ashlyn says, "Where are we going?  I don't want to leave."  Then she gets out of the stroller and starts walking.  WHAT?  SERIOUSLY?  We just made a huge scene and now you are okay?  She limps for a little bit and then she is fine.  We end up staying and spending the rest of the day.  Her shin is bruised and scraped up but I guess the ankle is fine.

The good news?  The guy from Stone Mountain is giving everyone in my group passes until the end of the year.  :)  I guess that is better than me suing him:).