In the past few months I’ve gone from one child napping in the morning and both children napping in the afternoon to only one child napping in the afternoon.
Work happens during that lone naptime, in the evenings and when I’m otherwise neglecting my children. In other words, not much work happens. And I have no social life.
I’ve been holding out hope for kindergarten. The Tuesday after Labor Day couldn’t come soon enough.
Until I learned our district only offers half day kindergarten. All day kindergarten, it turns out, is not mandated by the state. So if you want it, in our district at least, you pay for it. To the tune of nearly $3,000.
I wanted to cry when I heard the news.
I love my kids and it’s pretty great that I get to stay home with them. But the whining, complaining, fighting and general disorder are not my cup of tea. Unlike some people, this is not my calling.
I’m trying to console myself with the fact that half day kindergarten is better for kids, that it’s a more gradual introduction to school, that all day kindergarten is mostly filler and babysitting, that naptime may even resume when kindergarten starts.
But I was really counting on that babysitting.
Now I’ve got my sights set on 2014.
(As much as I dislike the district’s policy, in a time of budget cuts, salary freezes and rejected levies, it’s a pretty smart fiscal policy.)