Went to "Math Day" at Rachel's school earlier this week -- it was sort of a celebration of all things math-related, and parents were invited to their kids' classrooms to watch them play math games. (This was unexpected; Rachel told me parents were invited the morning of the event, so I didn't have time to plan my workweek. Result: I didn't have much time to do any freelance work in the mornings, and I have three stories I need to work on. Next week must be better.)
Anyway...I got to class and saw that Rachel had a cool paper had she'd made with "2+2=4" on top. We played three games that involved rolling dice, and she beat me at two. Her friends Libby and Tasia, as usual, gave me big hugs when they saw me. "Can you play with me?" Libby asked plaintively at one game station, but Rachel would have none of it, so I had to tell her no. I think Rachel gets slightly jealous at the attention her friends pay me; she said on the way to school that she gets upset when they hug me because "they think that you're their MOM!"
When I got to leave, Rachel had a complete meltdown, complete with tears, hugs, begging me to take her home so she could be a "walker," and after I disengaged myself (I had a late shift that night that began at 4:30 p.m.) I raced home, changed and drove to work. Drew later had a talk with her saying that if she keeps this up -- crying and breaking down every time I have to leave school after volunteering -- "then Mommy will feel so bad that she won't volunteer anymore." He said she answered, "Okay," in a subdued voice, so hopefully it will stick.
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