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I couldn’t be prouder of Big Mochi.  She only cried for a minute after I left on the first day and after that, she was an old pro.  That professionalism didn’t go unnoticed.

Baby Mochi stops on the curb this morning before we walk into Kid’s Club and tells us, “No crying today, guys.”  Then after I do the seamless drop-off, we’re walking back to the car and she pats me and says, “Good job.”

I just wanted to add that Big Mochi had SUCH a great day on her first day, she was pretty anxious to go back this morning.  No tears!  So proud!!!

Aaaah!!!!

First day of school… I meant to drop off Baby Mochi at Aunty’s house so I could focus on Big Mochi, but when we were all ready to go, it THEN occurred to me that I still had her with me.  Ha… lame. 

We packed up and went to Kid’s Club, which is the before- and after-school program at Big Mochi’s new school.  She walked in bravely and even though tears welled up, she was fine.  She sat at the table and colored while she periodically glanced around at her new digs. 

Later, we walked over to her new classroom across the playground where her teacher was absolutely awesome.  Oh wait, let me back up.  Outside, Big Mochi ran into 2 of her buddies from pre-school.  They reunited and were so happy and relieved to see friendly faces.  They are all placed in different classes, but met up during recess.  Talking to a mom, one buddy is going to Kid’s Club after school, too, so that worked out perfectly! 

The bell rings and the kids line up to go into their classrooms.  Big Mochi’s teacher had them line up and as they walked in, the kids were handed a card with a picture on it.  In the front of the classroom was a giant rug with giant circles on it.  Each circle had a corresponding picture that they had to match their cards with so they knew where to sit.  Isn’t that awesome?  Big Mochi goes in, finds her spot, and has a seat.  Then her teacher – let’s call her Mrs. C – is sitting in front of her new class with all of us parents crowded in the back and there are camera flashes going on like crazy while she announces, “Okay, it’s a big day for you all, and even though your moms would probably stay here all day if they could, they have places to be, so let’s all turn around and wave bye and blow kisses to them.”  That was our cue and Big Mochi’s face crumpled and I had to run out.  Out there, I was bawling and a bunch of moms came out to comfort me as they cried and the dads stood back with their arms crossed and their eyeballs rolling upwards mumbling, “Come on, guys.” 

And Baby Mochi in my arms, ever so nurturing, says, “Stop crying, Mommy.  You making my dwess all wet!”

Yesterday I got a phone call about mid-morning from Big Mochi’s school.  This is never good.  They never call and say, “Hi there!  Just wanted to let you know your kid is doing GREAT today!”  I recognize the voice and I am not mistaken.  There was an incident.  Big Mochi has run into the wall… with her nose.  It’s bloodied, her clothes has been changed, it stopped bleeding, she has stopped crying.  So I ask to speak to her and when they tell her I am on the phone, she starts crying again and is unable to speak.  They assure me she is fine.  I call G to report what has happened and as expected, he will leave work, pick her up and take her home.  I call the school and tell them he is coming.  A few minutes later, G calls me from the side of the freeway where his tire is shredding.  He has attempted to change it and the lugnuts are stripped or something along those lines.  I’m not real sure, but he needs to call AAA to get a tow to the nearest tire store.  The school has told her someone is coming so if I don’t go get her, she’ll freak out more and let’s face it, it’s already been a pretty tough day for her.  I get her, grab some crayons, a Nintendo DS and some snacks and bring her back to work with me.  It just so happens it’s my boss’ birthday and we have decorated his office with balloons, streamers, batman paraphernalia and confetti.  We are also having ice cream cake and doing the whole singing bit.  Pretty darn good day to show up to mom’s work. 

I got a kick out of her asking me if had naptime already.  But the best was this morning when Baby Mochi told me her sister’s nose was dirty, that she had blood.  I said yeah, she ran into a wall, but she’s fine.  She stared at Big Mochi until she got yelled at and ran off.  Later on when I was dropping off Big Mochi at school, Baby Mochi’s yelling at her, “Don’t run into the wall!!!” 

Not funny, I know.  But yeah, it kinda is.