Feb 4, 2012

"I want my old life back"

Number Two has been attending school for 3 days. He seemed well-adjusted, He was all excited, having seen me drop off his elder brother at school all year. He wanted the friends, the birthday party invites, the playdates...

Last year, I told him he would go to school when he was 5 years old. So on the first day of school, said, "I am 5 today!"
Err, not quite, but almost, I said.

Yesterday morning, while sending him to school, I bumped into some mothers and started chatting.
He pulled at my arm. "Come on, mama. You're going to make me late for class."

Oops.

Yesterday however, after dinner, he solemnly said: "I want my old life back."

I swear, verbatim, that's what he said. His statements never fail to shock me because we've never said anything like that in the house and I wonder where he gets it from.

A small part of me wants my old life back. I'm enjoying my quiet time now that all my kids are at school. I can do anything - like write this post - without being interrupted 10 times. I can now go anywhere from 9 to 3 without getting a sitter or dragging Number 2 along. I can shop in peace without questions of "Can we go now?". But I miss him and the ability to hug him and get a kiss from him any time of the day. Hubs, who was working from home, missed his incessant chatter the first day of school. "It's strangely quiet," he said.

Anyway I digress.

I asked him, "What do you mean?". He is reticient about pinpointing school out but says:

"You know, my old life, where I can do what I want. And there is no one telling me to do things all the time."

Ahhh, I get it. He's an old but lazy and playful soul.

I reminded him of days of being alone, of not being able to do the things his brother can, like read.

He said: "I know. But I'm tired. There is so much to do." Did you go to school? he asked me.

Of course, I told him. "I carried a bag, and my water tumbler, and my lunch box and I went to school. And look how clever I am today!"

He seems convinced, for now.

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