KG Registration and Residual Guilt

This morning, after dropping the kidlets off for daycare, my husband and I wandered over to our friendly neighborhood elementary school and registered our son for kindergarten.

Damn, when did he get so old?

As we were heading over to the school, I realized that we live in walking distance. Not so close that the boy will be able to walk home alone yet, but I figure that by grade 3 it’ll be no problem.

I walked home alone from elementary school and we lived much farther away.

And then it occurred to me. When I was old enough to walk home, my little brother would have been in grade 1. I have absolutely no memory of walking home with him. None at all. Why is that?

Did I ditch my brother after school? Did I make him walk a block behind me? Did my parents pick him up and leave me to find my own way home? What the hell kind of big sister was I anyway?

I’m not even sure I want to ask him about it now. What if he’s harboring deep-rooted bitterness against me? Is it safe to stir up potentially bad memories when my little brother now outweighs me so significantly? Nope, I just don’t want to know.

My son damn well better walk home with his little sister once she starts school!

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About dirtyrottenparenting

I'm a parent of two lovely (most of the time) children. I work full time out of the home and I don't cook well, bake, sew, or do crafty things. I keep my high heels and jewelry at my office because there's no point in having them at home. I love Mondays because I can return to the world of adults, go to the bathroom alone and have nearly uninterrupted conversations with others.
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2 Responses to KG Registration and Residual Guilt

  1. Lynette says:

    I know, my oldest started Kindergarten this year. The time does fly by. Since my work day lasts longer than school does, daycare drops off and picks up. I don’t fear, by the time the youngest is in school, he will be so adept at running after his brothers, they won’t be able to lose him if they tried! Haha.

  2. emmacconway says:

    Well i remember walking my brother home, scarred for life. I do like to remind him how he used to expel mucus out of his nose on front of my school pals. I have a boy and a girl now and I suspect torturing each other is part of the job description!

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