Paranoid - or need CAFFEINE?

SO- this week the girls have been going to Vacation Bible School at the Chapel on base. We thought that it would be a good oppertunity for the girls to meet some other children that they would be going to school with. It had been our experience that VBS was broken up by grade. Well, not the case here. You had to register by "grade going into" so naturally we assumed that Morgan would be with children going into Kindergarten and Madison with those going into 1st.

Well, Madison was in a class with children 1st through 4th. They said they did this so that the older ones could help mentor the younger ones. Hmmm, okay. Then Morgan was lumped in with pre-schoolers! She is the only 5yr old and the rest are 3. WAIT! Pushy mom is not crazed by this idea. Next, Madison is usually the one who is hesitant about new situations and Morgan goes full throttle into most every situation. As we enter the church I felt like I was smack dab in the movie freaky friday! Morgan freaks out and swears she does not want to go - she is scared, and just does not have any interest in going. Madison is telling Morgan what fun it will be and on and on. I know I had to have a rather curious look on my face.

Side note, why is the first day of VBS so overwhelmingly disorganized?? I have not attended / worked a VBS yet that the workers didn't seem like they were in desperate need of a stiff drink 10 minutes into the day! Kids everywhere, parents everywhere and the workers just dizzy from all the people.

After finding the pew Madison was to sit in, her teacher was there encouraging and welcoming each child. Comforting, she likes my girl! She may be faking the whole thing but she's convincing me that my girl will be fine with this group of strangers.

Morgan still glued and climbing my pant leg at this point is not happy about being here. We find her pew. One little boy is sitting there - he's 3 and sucking his thumb screaming for mommy. Hmmm. I try to encourage Morgan to cheer him up. her eyes said to me "yeah right". I stood there watching this lady check off names for the pre-school classes and waiting to have Morgan welcomed and adored by...anyone at this point. I saw other teachers doing this everywhere and the lady I thought may have been a secretary since she checked Morgans tag and the other boys tag 4 times now - well turns out she is the teacher. Hmmmm. Not getting a warm fuzzy here.

I talk myself into thinking that I am over reacting. I say to myself "Be strong mom. Don't give in. If you do you will start a trend...she'll be fine. She is a leader." SO I ask the dizzy lady - "are you the teacher of the purple group" yes she says...So I introduce her to Morgan tell her we are new and that Morgan is looking forward to meeting new friends. Morgan chimes in with "not any more momma". I don't think the teacher cared anyway. The snack lady started talking to Morgan giving the old "just go and she will be fine" theory a shot. Well when I came back Morgan was fine and so the day went on.

Today - Morgan is ready for VBS - excited even. She climb in her pew - excited to be the first one. I take Madison to her pew. Morgan is alone. Hmmm. Teacher is a few pews back. I smile and say hello. She looked at Morgan and read her tag - checked her name off. Then walked away. I waited a minute. Then teacher was one pew away - Morgan was fine so I said bye - and walked out. Next thing I know I am IN THE PARKING LOT and who is crying at my leg...MORGAN!!! No adult with her - no one running after her - she is alone in the parking lot!!!!! Momma bear - flipping out now! Nothing had happened, she just wanted me and didn't want to stay. We went back inside - a worker said hi and asked if we signed in - I said yes and Told her about Morgan in the parking lot - she asked who her teacher was and so I pointed her out. she went to the teacher and said - "one of your children is upset" she says - she did fine yesterday. hmmmm. NEVER came over to Morgan, said hello to Morgan...nothing. I sat with Morgan for a bit and when the singing started I began to leave. Teacher came over and I asked if all went okay yesterday she nodded. Told her how Morgan found me in the parking lot - alone. Her response was "some kids take off like that". Hmmm... Every bone in my body wanted to say a few things, and snatch Morgan up and go. I asked her if she could tell Morgan about the fun they were planning for the day...She was vague - I was apparently keeping her. I left and sat in the van for a few minutes, waiting to see if Morgan would be joining me out there. Cried and drove off.

I was set to meet Mark about 45 minutes later - so I needed to kill time. Guess what I found tucked away, off the beaten path, a secret place...

YES!!! I will have a LARGE Caramel Mocha please!!! I sat at a table with a book and just had some alone time. It was nice. I kept looking at my cell phone to see if the church would be calling, then I met a lady who was working with the VBS. She was a floater and took my cell # and said she would check on Morgan. If she was anything but happy, she would call me. Ahh the sweet java never tasted so sweet! I felt the caffeine go into my body like Popeye eating a can of spinach. Wahoo! Then I went to meet my man to help him look at resumes for a secretary - which he is in desperate need of!

I went to the church early to spy - and there was my girl praising Jesus alone. Her teacher was a pew in front of her with 2- 3 year olds and there was a little boy jumping on the pew. There was Morgan doing her best to see upfront so she could sing. I sat 2 rows behind the class and when Morgan saw me she ran over and sat on my lap. Teacher never looked, or made eye contact. Morgan fessed to being in time out. WHAT?!?! She said that the teacher had a bell and she touched it so she had to sit in time out in the hall. I reminded her that she needed to listen. Then I quickly thought about VBS and how busy it it going from Craft to Game time to Music to snack and thought "how long did that teacher have her that she needed to resort to a time out?". I told Morgan I was not worried about it - kissed her and decided that if tomorrow she says she doesn't want to go - she wont. We'll both go get a cup of Joe. :-)