Going to Work

Yesterday was Take Your Child to Work day, which many of Jason's students used as a great opportunity to ditch school and go see how cool working is (or not).

Instead of ditching school, Sydney actually went to school. For an assortment of reasons, Sydney didn't go to work with me. The main reason was that students were giving final speeches, and while they have developed a plethora of techniques for conquering their shaky nerves, I suspect a child waving at them from the back of the classroom would have just sent them over the top.

So, Sydney went to school with Jason. And, boy oh boy, was she just beside herself with excitement. The night before, she picked out her clothes, helped her daddy pack her lunch, and got her overnight bag all ready since my grandpa was picking her up at school to take her up to the Family Farm for her weekly visit. She went to bed early the night before since she knew that she'd have to wake up early, and she didn't complain about waking up at 6:15 am. Normally, Jason leaves for school very early because it's better for him to get work done before school than to stay after school more than the required time (ie: I beg him to be home by 4:00). However, he made an exception this time and left for school later than he needed to be.

By all accounts Sydney had a fabulous time. She gave hugs to the girls, and avoided giving high-fives to the boys (well done, my child). She drew on the dry-erase board, watched Winnie the Pooh on the iPod, ate donuts in the school office, and ran around the gym during Jason's prep time. As an added bonus, Inkling took her son to work with her too, so Sydney was jazzed about seeing him. Lunchtime rolled around, and my grandpa arrived to pick up Sydney. Jason told me later, "I wish Sydney could have been with me all day. It was so much fun having her around."

There are certain benefits to being almost four, and this year it was finally being old enough to go to work with Daddy. Who knows if this early experience with teaching will actually mean she'll want to be a teacher--gosh, if she follows in our footsteps, she won't figure out her career choice until her college adviser says, "Uh, maybe you should pick a major?"--but I'm glad she had a great experience her first time going to work with Jason. There are valuable lessons in learning what your parents do for a living, but of course, you already knew that, didn't you? Smarty pants.

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Comments

[Margaret]

We used to do that for a half day when the girls were younger. One went to work with my husband and one with me. They enjoyed it a lot. And OH, WOW, seeing a full face photo of your husband made me realize how much Jules resembles him. Sydney looks lots like you, I think. What do most people say?

[Inkling]

E.'s highlight of the day was seeing Sydney, I think. When I asked him what he thought of all those big crazy kids, he said Sydney was his favorite and he just wanted to see her again. I'm glad she had fun seeing him despite his inability to twirl a jumprope properly with her (she's got rhythm, and he likes snakes).

[Megan]

"...and avoided giving high-fives to the boys (well done, my child)"

I didn't understand this part...explain, please?

[Stephanie]

Megan, I only meant that she's too young for boys. Considering what a terrible flirt I was as a girl, I'm hoping she doesn't take after me in that area!

[violetismycolor]

OMG, Syd looks so mature! I mean, she has changed from the baby face to the little girl face. She is darling.