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School Registration Day

Public school is no joke, people.

I had no idea what I was getting into until I pulled up to the middle school last night where the large school district was attempting to register somewhere around 13,000 kids -- in three days. We live in a massively huge district.

Upon entering the middle school, I was given a map that would direct me to multiple stations. First, I had to prove I was a resident. Then, I got Leah's class assignment, bus tag and other information I have yet to fully read. Then, transportation and school nurse, which I was mercifully able to bypass (though next year there are more vaccines for 2nd graders). Next was a room for school lunches, paying for registration, waiving registration payments and other special needs.

Last, it was into a room with class lists (I took a picture of the list of Leah's new classmates -- since they didn't have them for take-home). I also picked up an absolutely huge supply list (six glue sticks!). There were also a ton of t-shirts and sweatshirts on display for "spirit days."

At one of the tables got into a nice conversation with a PTA volunteer about the school and the "houses" they divide the grades into -- so you spend the first six grades with almost the same kids. Leah is in the Leopard house. (What, no Hufflepuff or Gryffindor?) She insisted the district does a good job from keeping the large class sizes from seeming overwhelming. And there are only 21 kids in Leah's class.

When I finally walked out of there with all the paperwork, I couldn't contain my excitement for Leah. The first day of school is less than 2 weeks away. All the new experiences and things she'll learn. And new friends she'll make. And I remarked (to myself) that it was a surprisingly well-organized chaos in that building -- something I'm sure they are used to. Can't wait to do it all again next year.

But seriously, when did this get so complicated?!
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