School Registration

I took Kimmie to school this week for registration. She received her schedule. We paid her class fees. Then she had her picture taken for her school ID.

It was a rather entertaining activity.

We had been telling her that we would be going, but she would repeatedly sign "No." I picked her up at home, loaded her in the car and off we went. When we arrived at school, she sat in the car signing "no, no, no" and refused to unfasten her seat belt or get out of the car. After I promised to take her back home afterwards, she calmed down and climbed out of the car.

When we entered the school she insisted on clutching my arm, hiding her face, and then she giggled. She wanted to go in the office, but when she looked in there, whoever she wanted to see wasn't there so she finally walked on with me to the cafeteria, clutching my arm and half hiding.

When we entered the cafeteria there were tables around in a semi-circle with different letters of the alphabet on them. Two people, mostly women, sat behind each table. There weren't too many in there registering, so the folks behind the tables were mostly sitting, looking around, waiting.

They were mostly sitting there with ho-hum kind of faces, until we came along. As we walked across the cafeteria and they spotted Kimmie, one by one their faces lit up with a smile. I guess that's the effect Kimmie has on people. She makes them smile.

We took care of the paperwork and then went across the hall for the picture. We had to wait behind a couple other students. Kimmie was pretty good. She decided to pretend she was playing baseball and she assumed her batting stance, complete with "digging your foot into the dirt" motion. One of the women from the office was helping with the ID cards. I knew she was one of Kimmie's buddies so I asked Kimmie if she wanted to say "Hi" to her. No, Kimmie was too busy "batting." As we moved up in the line and were closer to the woman from the office, Kimmie spotted her and over she ran with her arms out. This lady was pretty smart. She jumped up and went around the table so she could get a good Kimmie hug. And it was a good one, a double hug. One around the waist and one around the neck, with a really good squeeze.

Registration was actually kinda fun, watching everyone's reaction to Kimmie.

--Mom