On the lighter side...

Today was the third day of school in my school district (mandated by law to start after Labor Day in Minnesota). I knew several people with kindergarteners this year, both socially and professionally, so we exchanged a lot of phone calls and emails about how things went. Tuesday morning was accompanied by photos, nervousness (both parent and child), excitement (ditto) and what felt after a while like an interrogation "How did it go?" "Who did you meet?" "Was your teacher nice?" "Did you read anything? Do art? Go to the library?"

This morning, as we were getting everybody out of the door (shoes on, backpack packed, etc.) a haiku popped into my head:

3rd day of kindergarten

Amazingly, quickly
this momentous occasion
becomes a routine

I can't claim to be much of a poet!