Happy back to school everyone! Did you survive? Celebrate? Weep?
On my first trip back to preschool with Euna I passed the school and all the parents coming out from drop off. Storming out ahead were a few suited up parents, marching, smart phones in hand, checking emails, on a mission to get to work because they'd already pushed their luck to see theirs off on the first day back. Then there were the groups of work-from-home and stay-at-home and part time worker mums who had a little more time to kill at that time of the morning. Huddled in groups. Somedays they scare me, because I have a few friends who struggle with the school-mum politics and I think how much I'm not looking forward to that drama. This week though they amused me... Walking past a spectrum of conversations...
"...and he just screamed 'YOU'RE NOT CUTTING MY HAIR!!! IT'S MIIIINE!!' and I just wanted to die. He's two? Since when does he care..."
"I told him it was a waste of money. I told him even if we could fit it in, we wouldn't use it. I told him all this and..."
"...I for one am so worried about her."
"The things that man can do with a person sat on a chair!!"
Hilarious. Happy new year pupils and educators! Enjoy some butterflies a la Jimmy's Farm on me...