Bullying. Separation anxiety. Food strikes. Potty accidents. Exhaustion. Crying nonstop.
These are the things I worried about when I packed up the 3 1/2-year-old and 4-month old and shipped them off to school.
Would they make friends? Would they be able to keep up with the bigger kids? Would someone be generous with the hugs and kisses and comforts if they were sad? Would they find the potty OK? (Not so worried about that with the infant.) Would we be separated from each other by some sort of natural—or man-made—disaster? (Irrational? Hell yes, but a worry nonetheless.)
I did NOT know that I needed to worry about someone taking home Little's jacket, which was hanging on the hook beneath her cubby this morning and was nowhere to be found this afternoon.
Nor did I realize I needed to worry that Big would end up wearing home someone else's SOCKS and SHOES (???).
BOTH ON THE SAME DAY!
They don't teach you this in Parenting 101. Maybe I have to wait for the advanced class...