Funny - I never said you had to happy be about it

Back in the olden times, AKA the 70’s and 80’s, I remember being thrilled about going back to school after summer break. Maybe it was because I was (read: my parents didn’t entertain me 24/7) and was looking forward to having something to do. I remember being thrilled going to the store and buying all the ‘new’ school supplies. Ah, the lure of fresh crayons, never used, the tips still nice and ‘right’. I *adored* new markers that weren’t dried out and picking out that ‘special’ binder that I could house all my new stuff in.

Now days? Not so much.

I remember being giddy with excitement over finding out who my teacher was – who else was in my class – looking to see who the ‘new’ boys were and what they looked like (okay, so maybe that didn’t happen until middle school but still).

Now days? Not so much.

How did my children respond to the idea of going to school today?

  • BUT WHY do they make it so EARLY?
  • I’m NOT in the mood to go – can’t I just stay home – just one more day?
  • This sure is a lot of stuff that I have to drag around …grumble…grumble…

And finally…

  • I’ll go but I won’t be happy about it.

Funny…I never said you had to be happy about it. I just said you had to go.

Flash forward an hour or so: my middle schooler, (you know – AKA grumble, grumble daughter) did what she calls ‘butt calling’ today after she arrived at school but before the final bell rang (I’ve just given up arguing with her about taking the phone – I figure if she gets it taken away she’ll just have to handle the consequence).

Overheard from said ‘butt call’:

“OMG (yes, the LETTERS) you look so awesome! I love your hair! Who did you get for GA Studies? What did you do this summer? Do you like my highlights? Yep – those are black and silver bands around my braces – LOVE THEM.”

All giddy with excitement.

Silly me thought – oh good, she’ll be in a good mood when she comes home.

Alas, I have grossly underestimated the power of the hormones.

“How was your day”, I said.

“Fine” was the reply.

Funny…I never said you had to be happy about it. I just said you had to go.
xoxo, sober mommy


Sober Mommy said...

it's funny how we forget these things. i used to be the same way to my mom. one way to my friends and totally UN interested when it came to her. man i dread my girls being teenagers!

Sober Mommy said...

Love how you call it a butt call!! I get those all the time from the hubby - its rather annoying. I agree - going back to school sucks. Not that I will be sharing those feelings with the little people.

Sober Mommy said...

I remember asking my mom to home school me several times, but in general I was excited over starting school in the fall. It wasn't until a few weeks later I was ready for summer again. :-)

Sober Mommy said...

I miss school. I'm a nerd and I'm itchy to go back.

Sober Mommy said...

i was totally the same way!! i used to LOVE going back to school! i was so excited to see my friends and get back... it's funny how things change.

Sober Mommy said...

I am so not looking forward to the day my daughter starts school because I know she will not love it like she does camp and I am tired from the thought of arguing with her already. It is a struggle, a battle and not an uphill one at that. I LOVE your blog!

Sober Mommy said...

I remember these conversations with my mom! I hated school, but eventually warmed up to it by April! My daughter is only 3, and she is so excited about starting preschool. I hope she breaks the norm!

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