School Days...

Second week of school today and still getting tears. Today it was Ryan. She was crying at home, got over it in the car, found a friend to play with before the school bell and then found Jim at Sam's class and was holding back the tears again. One of her better friends was weepy too, claiming it was a stomach ache but a wink and nod from the dad confirmed it was a case of "I don't want to be here" blues. Although I don't quite understand the dread they feel, I know it's real but I can't seem to find the words or actions to make them understand that there is nothing to cry about. The old adage "if I knew then what I know now" has never seemed more true. First grade is fun, right? I'd offer to switch places with her but she'd only take me up on it and then where would I be? The joys of motherhood...stay tuned.