Little Miss went on to tell me that she can't do it "all," which allowed for compassion as well as a mini-lesson and reciting of the Pledge. I explained that school was like building a tower with blocks starting little by little to make a tall tower. I went on to say that she didn't have to know everything at once, but she did have to keep trying her best. Kensley was instantly relieved. School crisis #1 averted. Whew.
I was also reminded how Uncle Rob had a similar story in Kindergarten. He came home in tears at the end of the first week of school because he didn't know how to read... Bless their sweet little hearts. Maybe this is a sign that Kensley will have an inkling of perfectionism? Maybe???
