Currently, we've begun a new era here at ChezLinoleum...High School. Yes, Little Linoleum, has begun the first day of the next four years of her life, as if we've not endured enough tumult as of late. At any rate, my amber-eyed teen spent hours straightening her locks this a.m. in order to prepare for the day's events.
I know she's frightened about starting a new school, as evidenced by her current sullen demeanor and omnipresent irritability, but she's also bright, witty, pretty and strong. Nonetheless, my stomach was in knots as I dropped my girl off on the front lawn of the campus. Will she be able to find her classes? Will she make new friends quickly? Will her classes be challenging enough? Will my sweet child succeed???
I believe the answer to all of these questions is a resounding yes. However, as is my way, I still worry.
I texted her as soon as I returned home to finish preparing for my own daily toil.
LadyLino: "R U okay?"
LenaLino: "I hate this skool."
LadyLino: "Okay. Did u find your class?"
LenaLino: "Yeah...theres this really hot guy."
LadyLino: "OK, that's good then! Call me later. Luv u!"
Hopefully I will survive the next four years...