Undoubtedly more than one person has complained that school started before the long weekend.
I am not one of those people.
I had heard, but have now seen for myself, the toll that grade 1 takes on a kid. From half days of fun and frivolity at kindergarten, to all day in a desk.
I hardly recognized the monster that appeared in our house shortly before supper on the first day of school. All was wonderful at the end of the school day. Rainbows and unicorns, so to speak. Then suddenly, "EVERYTHING IS WRONG!!!"
The overly dramatic cycle of grumpiness and crying lasted until bedtime - which came early.
The end of school on day 2 finished rather promising as well. But, shortly after supper, the wheels fell off. Completely fell off. Everything wasn't wrong, but the complaints were varied.
"NOTHING IS GOING MY WAY!!!"
"EVERYONE [in the family] IS HAVING FUN WHILE I HAVE TO SIT IN A DESK ALL DAY!"
"I HAVE SOMEONE TELLING ME WHAT TO DO ALL DAY! I DON'T WANT YOU TELLING ME TOO!!"
Thank goodness we have a long weekend upon us. I need it to rest and get ready for Tuesday.
And, thank goodness, next week has only four days of school. I'm not certain I could psyche myself up for five in a row quite so soon.
Fortunately, she recovers with sleep and returns to her cheerful self. Plus, school becomes again, wonderful and delightful and far better than anything the rest of us could be doing.