The rest of the story: I left work early today so that I could meet Elizabeth when she got off the school bus. The bus arrived, but Elizabeth did not. It seems that she was put on the wrong bus at school to come home. Good grief--what next? Not to worry--she took it in stride. Ten minutes later, and there she was! She had that great big bus all to herself! She had a WONDERFUL day and told me all about it. I asked her if she cried all the way to school--she said no. Once at school, one of the little boys on our street named Nate (a second grader) actually took her upstairs to find her classroom. Elizabeth is in one of the two multiage classrooms for first and second graders, and he apparently is in the other one next door to hers. She was assigned her own locker (how cool is that? a locker in first grade? in kindergarten, she had to use a hook on the wall in the lunchroom). She said met several children ("one boy was really silly, Mom"), ate lunch ("not enough time to eat"), played on the playground, had math class in the classroom next door with Mrs. O'Rourke, and spotted several children (and a third grade teacher) that she knows who are in other classes at school. Her teacher, Mrs. Cory, sent home a folder to take paperwork and homework back and forth between school and home that had Elizabeth's name written on the front. Of course, our last name was mis-spelled, but then that's not at all unusual (it's not the first time that's happened, and it certainly won't be the last--she'll get used to it). All in all, a good day. I am so pleased that what started out so awful turned out so well!
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