Kyle is enjoying Kindergarten, and as expected, is getting a crash-course reminder of expected behavior in the classroom.
However, early into week three, he told me one morning, "I think that I'll just stay home from school. I like school, but I don't want to go every day."
I explained that he did go to school every day now, and guided him into his backpack and up the driveway to wait for the bus. As we waited, he continued to explain why today wasn't a good day for school. When the bus pulled up to our driveway and opened the doors, Kyle turned his back and walked down the driveway. The driver waited, I threatened (and they weren't just empty threats -- I did make good on them), and he still didn't get on.
After the bus pulled away without Kyle on it, I explained to him that it's just like disobeying not to get on the bus. It's also showing bad manners to keep the busdriver waiting for him. "I just want to walk to that other stop today," he explained, trying to simply excuse his behavior and cover his tracks.
On the second day of school, we missed the bus. It was completely my fault, as I had misjudged how early we should be out there. Fortunately, I had discovered when Amanda was riding that same bus, that if we missed it we could walk half a block to the corner and catch it when he came back around 7 or 8 minutes later. So, we did that.
I explained to Kyle that it was only okay to walk to that stop if it was my fault that we missed the bus -- that if we are there when the bus comes by our house to pick him up, he needs to get on.
This week it happened again. Again I explained to him what the consequences would be if he chose to disobey, to no avail. This morning thankfully everything was okay and he got right on the bus after we discussed that when I said "Goodbye Sweetie" (his suggestion) that he knew that it was really time to get on.
In other Kindergarten news, apparently Kyle is not heeding the warnings of single professionals nationwide who caution people from getting involved with people in the workplace. Yesterday he got off the bus with a huge grin on his face. "Guess what, Mom? I have two girlfriends, L. and K" (Names truncated to protect the other guilty parties).
I looked at the bus's windows where two Kindergarten cuties used to smile and wave and saw no one.
"They crouched down in the seat when I got off because I told them that I was going to tell you that they were my girlfriends, and they didn't want you to see them."
"You mean, girlfriends like girls who are your friends, right?" I asked, knowing better -- knowing that letting him watch tween shows with his big sister has finally come back to bite me.
"No. Girlfriends. I'm going to date them when I'm older."
So see -- those of you who might question if there's a deeper reason that he doesn't want to get on the bus some mornings can put your mind at ease. He loves his teacher (He is sad that he can't see her on the weekends), he loves center time (What Kindergartener doesn't?), he has some buddies, and apparently not one but two love interests.
The truth of the matter is that while he likes school, he knows that aimlessly hanging out at home is infinitely more exciting. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.