the perfect storm

It could have been the perfect storm. In fact, I was prepared for an epic one.  The Kindergarten field trip. On a bus, mid week, sack lunch, with the substitute (her teacher is out on bed rest and that's a whole other story), and high school buddies, to the Children's Museum. Holy hell was I worried. She's been talking about it for a good two weeks, always excited about it and seeming happy to go. But I know her and I know the wheels are turning. She will ask a question here and a concern there..and we talk it out. She let me know that she has two high school buddies and Klaire only has one. She talked about the schedule of events, and every detail of what will go on during the day. I'm thinking the teachers do a good job of letting them know exactly what to expect... and for that I am so grateful., maybe she's not the only one that is anxious about this stuff?  I was ready for the fall out: the drop off at school in the morning of when it hits her that this is it, or the time when she brings it up and the face drops and she hides behind me and cries....begging me NOT to let her go.

But guess what? None of that happened.  We packed the sack lunch last night.  The fact that I stapled it shut freaked her out a bit "how will I open it mom!?" but once we cleared that up she was honestly excited about this field trip.  She even went to bed just fine, which is usually the time that it all comes out. We did have an epic storm last night with golf ball sized hail that they both were a bit freaked out about. It was SO loud hitting the house, they had to get out of bed and we inspected the "ice chunks." I've never seen hail that big in person! Anyway, I am relieved, so proud of her and HAPPY that she is HAPPY to go do something fun. She worked out all the worry kinks before hand and let herself have a good time.  That brings a tear to my eye.  I can't wait to hear about it after school today. I know that some of you will read this and think I'm nuts, but if you've ever dealt with an anxious child, you'll know the relief it is when storm blows over, without the hail.