This is crazy. I am sitting in a long line full of other people to try to get my 3-year-old into a school for NEXT year. Yes, that’s right. The 2010-2011 school year. My oldest will be going into Pre-K. The craziest part of this is that I have been in line—technically my chair as been—since 9:00 last night. I have been in the back of the Explorer tweeting, eating ice cream & sleeping (for a whole hour) up until now. I am number 86 on the unofficial list to get my kid in here. But I’m number 27 on the Pre-K list. The people at the front of this line have been here for a week. Yes, a week. They have pitched tents and barbequed food. I drove by here Friday night, and there was a smoker going in the parking lot. The superintendent of this district even provided port-a-potties. Craziness, no?
We won’t know for sure until May whether we are in or not. I’ve been told by the other parents out here who have done this before that being 27rd we have a pretty good shot. I’ll try not to get my hopes up though. We’ll just have to keep our fingers crossed until then.