My Darling Kindergartener!

My kids are total opposites. Elijah is quiet, fearful and not too terribly social. Peyton is a social butterfly who hasn't met a kid he wont talk to. Elijah is excited to go the doctor, dentist, loves school. Peyton protests any of those things and insist that he doesn't need to go to Kindergarten because he has books that can teach him everything he needs to know.

So in order to convince him that he is indeed cool enough to be a Kindergartener, I took him to the school today while I registered. Before we walk into the school the boy is already talking to EVERYONE he walks past. "Hi I am Peyton, mom thinks I am going to Kindergarden, yeah right" "Look, I can snap my fingers" "My brother goes to this school" yadda yadda!

We walk into the school and he finds a kid to talk to, evidently he is still cool with the kids he went to daycare with, when he was three. So they start talking, and run off to a little corner. My poor child will be getting in so much trouble this school year, he hasn't figured out that he doesn't have to TALK THIS LOUD ALL THE TIME!

Let me back track while I am at it. Peyton has this book that has to be the most disgusting thing in the world, it is filled with bugs, snakes, gators and all things insects and bugs. It is 608 pages of pure boy fun. He carries it around every where he goes. It has pretty much lived in my car all summer, I am surpised the sun hasnt gotten to it yet and warped it in any way. So I allow him to take the book (which is heavy as hell for a wee little five year old, but he likes to carry it) into the school, not thinking there would be someone he would HAVE to talk to. Peyton and freind decide to start scaring the women in the office with the book, because there are big vivid colorful huge nasty pictures, they just had to show off.

I am trying to fill out an equal amount of paperwork, because the school system needs everything short of a blood sample and Peyton is scaring people till his friend left. Almost instantaneously, Peyton has to use the rest room. I suddenly remembered the wonderful acoustics of empty restrooms, as does half of the school. Peyton decided that it was his moment to sing to me, and so he sang as I was talking to a teacher in the hallway. With no worries and no warning the boy belted out his rendition of Who Let the Dogs Out? It is probably useless to tell you how many people laughed, he has an audience when he left the restroom.
We went back into the office to finish filling out the paperwork, and of course Peyton had to talk to the little girl in there, turns out they are in the same class. As we leave he tells the girl "Hey girl, I will see you in Kindergarten!" As we were walking back to the car, he made his mind up, he was going to Kindergarten after all.

Now if I can get him to stop protesting wearing his glasses!!