Meet The Teacher Morning.

Yesterday was the first day of school in the local school system but for the kindergartners it was Meet The Teacher Morning.

We had two choices of times to attend. We could go at 9:00 or we could go at 10:30. I decided on the 9:00 slot and that was a mistake because all of the other parents in Peter's class chose it as well.

So imagine my delight as I found myself surrounded by 23 kindergartners, many of their younger siblings and one to two parents each as we all crammed into Peter's classroom.

And when I say crammed, I really mean crammed. Think sardines.

There were large adult-sized rear ends squished into child-sized chairs, or squeezed on the floor beside child-sized chairs or hovering worriedly over kids in child-sized chairs. (If an adult rear end can hover that is, but you get what I'm saying here. There were too many adult-sized adults in a kid-sized room.)

And to make matters worse, we were expected to fill out paperwork! And all of the information was redundant to information that I had already filled out when I signed him up in the first place. I was not a happy sardine.

So there I was sitting on the floor beside Peter who was sitting in his little chair looking nervous. I was trying to listen to the teacher talk about fees, where the kids should go in the mornings, lunches, snacks, supplies and bus schedules while trying to fill out forms, ask questions and constantly reassure Peter who kept saying, "I want to go home. I don't like it here. I want to go home."

But then he saw it. Sitting near the front of the room was...

A LEGO TABLE!

It was if the clouds parted and the sun started shining. I think I even heard the angels begin to sing the Hallelujah Chorus.

But then all Peter would say was, "Can I play on the Lego table? Can I play on the Lego table? Can I play on the Lego table?"

I was finally able to take my adult-sized rear end out of the classroom. All of my questions were answered, all of my forms were filled out and my sanity would soon be restored.

When we got home I asked him what he thought about his classroom. His response was, "I didn't like it. It was too crampy." I have a touch of claustrophobia and I think Peter may have it too.

But I'm not going to worry yet because he then said, "But did you see that Lego table? I want to play on that Lego table!"

Peter won't go back until Thursday which will be his first real day. They split the kindergartners into thirds. So 1/3 of the class will go today. 1/3 will go tomorrow and the final 1/3 will go on Thursday. And then on Friday ALL of them will go.

Hopefully on Thursday when the room isn't as "crampy" he will be able to relax and actually get to meet the teacher. Because after we got home from Meet The Teacher Morning, I realized that Peter didn't actually even get to meet the teacher!

I'm sure Thursday morning will be fine. I'm sure he will do great. I'm sure he will relax and enjoy himself.

I'm starting to worry though because even thought there was a Lego table there, I didn't see any actual Legos.