I dropped off Olivia at preschool for her second day and, though I am still grappling with the inevitable growth of my little girl, she was even more excited to go back. I watched her go to her cubby as if she'd been doing it for months, and I watched in disbelief as she greeted little people I have never seen before.
She now knows people I do not?!
Anyway, I kissed her goodbye (she gave me a quick cheek) and as I left her teacher grabbed me and said:
"She is smart as a whip! WOW!"
Smart? A whip? You can tell what I've always known after only one day?
What did she do that impressed her already? I mean, I know she's a genius, but how did she realize it so soon???
I sailed out of the building, my nausea all but gone. How wonderful school is!
The hours flew by in one big happy blur and, before I knew it, I was waiting in line with the other moms retrieving their children. I wonder if they'd be jealous of my child? I'd have to play it cool.
As each child was matched with his or her approved adult, I wondered if her teacher had more to say about my little wonderkind. Gee, maybe they'll move her up with the four year olds....
And then I saw it.
Miss Teacher leaned over to the mom two kids ahead and said, "He is SO smart."
The mom returned a knowing nod and seemed to float out of the room.
What? That kid?! The one with two different socks and a perpetually runny nose?
She couldn't mean it...she just must say it to all the moms to make them feel special.
Everyone except me, of course.
I'm 32, a dad, and I am not a douchebag...
6 years ago