So there it was, sitting in her locker at preschool, just waiting for me to read it. Her first report card.
Her wonderful preschool, which she has been attending the last year and a half, does "Kindergarten Readiness" report cards and parent interviews for children who are old enough to attend kindergarten in the fall.
My monkey is old enough. Sigh.
I got her out of her coat and ski pants and kissed her good-bye and raced the last three blocks home so I could read it. I would have stopped and read it right outside of the preschool door, but my weather app on my phone that morning said it felt like 41 C with the windchill and boy, I could feel it. It helped me walk faster anyway.
I get home and the better half is up already. He works nights, so I don’t often see him on early preschool mornings. I make us both breakfast and then open up the report card.
You know, I don’t know why I really need one. I know how she’s doing. But there’s just something exciting about someone else, someone qualified that is, telling you how your child is doing.
But then again, it’s a little scary.
I am the first to admit I live in a little world where my child is perfectly, brilliantly wonderful at everything. Sure there are some things that we need a little more time to work on, but my little monkey is the "bomb" as far as kids go.
Surely other people will also think that. I mean do I really need an parent interview and report card?
The small amount of sensible me that hasn’t been quashed by the mother-beaming-with-pride me, says, yes, we need to learn what other qualified people say about her.
About how she is when she’s not with me. How she applies herself. How her listening skills are. How she gets along with the other kids.
So I read it and for the most part I smile. She is doing exactly how I thought. She’s really good at counting, ABCs, singing, crafts and playing.
It made my day when I read that her fine motor skills were "phenomenal" and frowned a little when the notes said she needed some "reminding" at cleanup time and the volume of her voice sometimes.
So, some things to improve, but a pretty excellent report card if I do say so myself. I still have a perfectly brilliant and wonderful little girl, who in fact, needs reminding to clean her room at home and not to yell when we are standing right beside her.
Those teachers are so smart!
Kyla Henderson is a local freelance journalist, business owner and mommy. Her column runs every week in the Community News.