Here’s a riddle for you.
What kind of idiot-loser-mom lets her daughter skip her last day of preschool, not even realizing that it is, in fact, the last day of school?
I feel like such a moron. Last week was so crazy, and Friday morning I had so much to do, that when C said she didn’t want to go to school, I let out a sigh of relief and kept her home. I had no idea it was the last day. D goes to school until next Tuesday, and for some reason I assumed C had school through the end of this week.
I’ve done some really birdbrained things over the years, but this one really takes the cake. I can’t stop beating myself up over it. I totally deprived C of appropriate closure to the school year, the fun of the last day, and the opportunity to say goodbye and thank you to her teachers.
And in addition to all that, it’s just plain rude to her teachers. Who blows off the last day of school with nary a note or a phone call?? Rude, that’s what it is. I’m mortified.
I need to call the school and explain, I suppose. I wonder if the teachers come back at all this week to clean out their rooms. I’d love to take C in and let her say goodbye.
And this is the clincher. She tried to tell me it was her last day, in her confused 4-year-old way; the teachers must have been prepping the kids all week. But I thought she was mistaken, because she doesn’t have a very good grasp of the concept of time just yet.
So. Here I sit, feeling like a complete dolt.
But life will go on, I suppose.