Full Speed is embracing his change of class. I hope it continues to go smoothly for him.
I’m trying to let this transition unfold naturally even though my Mommy instinct is screaming for me to micromanage the heck out of it. As soon as I caught wind of his move I wanted to personally escort him to his new class, meet his new teacher (interviewing her at great length of course), set up a detailed and daily email dialogue with her and the principal of the school and actually attend kindergarten with Full Speed at least for the first week (or two)in his new classroom.
Instead, I am taking deep breaths, pretending I am a rational human being and letting the staff of the school handle this change as they see fit.
All I can do is ask Full Speed where his new classroom is (okay, so I asked him like twenty times!) and since he repeatedly gave the same answer and seems to know where he is going, drop the kid off like every other kindergarten morning before us, wave goodbye and say, “Have a great day, Full Speed!”
Now, if only I could somehow manage to jury rig a video surveillance apparatus to his backpack…