Friday, August 15, 2008


The beginning of school is always a time that teeters precariously between a feeling of blossoming excitement and a feeling of distressed unsettlement.

Tell me, how do two such opposite and intense emotions simultaneouly exist within me?

My warring thoughts:

We're starting a new year!
New friends!
New teachers!
They're growing up.
I'm going to miss him.
I can't believe he's in school full day!
I'm going to get so much done!
He might be miserable.
5th GRADE?????!!!!!
What if she's not placed in the right class?
She'll make new friends.
She'll make her way.
God will work it out.

I'm positive I'm not the only one who does this. I'm just a momma bear watching out for my children. Checking. Double checking. Hurting. Feeling Joy. Praying. Asking. Inquiring. Thinking. Conferencing. Taking note. Praying. Believing.

So, yesterday was the first day of school. Emotions were running high. But the day was great. All was well.

And then came today. Even though he is the Duke of Rough and Tough, he is also the King of High Emotions, so I went by the school at lunch to check on him.

He grabbed me with his grubby, warm hands and said in a tight voice, "momma, take me home. I need to go home with you."

Ow. I felt stung. He doesn't want to go home; he needs to go home!

But I tipped his chin with encouragement and walked away. He can do it, I told myself.

Ten minutes later, I received a call on my cell phone: the school nurse. The news? Luke was on the playground and was stung by a wasp or yellow jacket. Not once. Not twice. Not three times or four. FIVE TIMES he was stung!!!

Your son needs you. Please come and get him. Feeling stung again, I did just that. I found him in the nurse's office, red faced and puffy, a desperate look in his Rough and Tough eyes. He was scared and had big welts on his shoulder, chest, hand and thigh.

But he was OK. It's just hard for a momma bear not to be there to protect her littlest cub.

6 Wonderful Responses:

Ashley said...

Hi Annie,

Andrew and I were justing looking through your blog and missing you all. He was asking when we were going to visit Tulsa again, and I was able to tell him that will we be coming in November! We can't wait. Hope you have a great start to the school year and we are looking forward to seeing you again. Thanks for a fun blog to read - it feels like we can keep up with your life even from Denver!



Ronda said...

Ana was feeling really bad for Luke. She said "Poor Luke." She can certainly relate, she remembers her bee sting earlier this summer and is terrified of bees now. I see that Luke's teacher is Michelle, tell her I said hi! I enjoyed working with her and Luke should enjoy being in her class. She is very patient with the boys!


Anonymous said...

Oh I can't believe he was stung five times...that is just so terribly wrong. I hope he is doing better tonight. I am sure your heart ached for him...

Lizzie is certainly LOVING being with Kami in class. What fun.

Michelle said...

I totally know how you feel. This is my sons first year of school all day kindergarten. My daughter is in 3rd Grade. But also the freedom. It is mixed emotions. You just want them to be happy. They really grow up too fast.
They pictures are very cute.

ASHLEY said...

UGH! that story makes my heart hurt! something about those boys isn't there? i would have secretly wanted to carry him home and snuggle in bed watching cartoons all day!!! poor little man...i hope he's feeling much better! what a story he'll have to tell his children, huh? many blessings!

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