The Jelly

The Bible says there is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens:

A little excerpt-

A time to weep and a time to laugh,

A time to mourn and a time to dance.


Tomorrow, at approximately 9:02 am, I will be floating in grey matter.

1.  Will I run home and sob into my hypo allergenic pillow?

2.  Will I drive around Chester County beep beep beeping along on my minivan horn on my way to a champagne brunch?

(Definitely no on Option #2.  The Nosy Meap doesn’t start Toddler Pre-K until next Wednesday).

I cried when The Firstborn got on the bus (in Kindergarten AND in 1st grade).   Sobbed and snotted into my hands, actually.  I am certain in 4 years I will cry when my last baby gets on the school bus, but tomorrow, when The Middle grunts at me and runs onto the bus, I don’t know how I will react.


We decided to redshirt him for K last year.  As cool as it is to be born on the 4th of July, if you have boy parts, you are definitely repeating PreK up here in The Frozen Tundra.  And he has blossomed – my husband often says “that kid has awesome radiating out of him”.  He’ll do great, and he has his big brother there to guide him…..but that’s what has me rattled – I’m not even a little worried about him.  (FYI: A benefit of living in my hometown is that I’ve known his teacher since I was 14 and am confident he’s in good hands).  I’m a freak, a neurotic freak, mostly freakalicous about my kids (about everything really), and I’m not the least bit worried about him and his adventure tomorrow.

Some of this is me growing up as a Mom, and a part of this is having seen The Oldest cruise through this basic step into the Doorway of Life.  I also know that my Sister-in-Law (herself a middle child) reminds me often to be cognizant of The Middle – don’t cheat him, let him be first once in awhile, baby him longer than you should, etc.

Tomorrow is just an idea as I type this – for all I know we’ll all be sobbing at 0900 hours -as we send The Jelly of our PB&J family out into the world-  but for now I think I’m leaning to the fun part of Ecclesiastes…..its a time to dance!  Go get ’em E!


3 thoughts on “The Jelly

  1. Leah says:

    He is ready! There will be good days and bad days this school year – for everyone – but your kids are well-adjusted, fun, energetic, bright and ready to be challenged cognitively and socially!

  2. Gregg (the Middle's Dad) says:

    I cried.

  3. From one middle to another... says:

    And as I rounded into the second to last paragraph thinking its not fair to cry over #1 and #3, and not The Middle…you satisfied me. One of my favorite childhood photos is of me boarding the bus as a K or G1 (parents don’t write on the backs of the photos for kid #2 so much) and not looking back. My mom was probably teary-eyed (let’s just go with that thought) and I was looking forward. Doesn’t mean I wasn’t scared, or happy to come home to chocolate pudding made just for me. E will do fine. You will do fine. Sending happy thoughts to 565.

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