Its the principal's daughter.
The principal is not there.
Yet the mom, the school counselor mom is there, so is grandma, and an older (20something) aunt with a canon DSL camera.
It happened at Starbucks. (Where else). This mom was pretty public in Starbucks modeling the massive attention the yuppie moms now give to kids. Always modeling ideal parent interaction detail in public.
There she was. The little girl, starting back to school after the first week. There seemed to be no sign of reluctance to attend. There were general comments such as you love your kindergarten teacher.. yada yada yada. Agreement all around. In the shadow was the son. A nicely tempered kid headed to preschool for the first time. He was a little desperate for some attention but pretty much understood that the focus was headed toward his year older sister.
Mom trots out the book, The Kissing Hand. She read it page by page in the center of the Starbucks. Both kids were in rapt attention. In the end the boy and the girl are offered heart shaped stickers that mom kissed and wrote on with a sharpie. Mom imparts hugs to daughter and then to son. The boy relished his sticker. The girl rejected hers and started to sob.
Grandma tried to console with a juice box. No consultation would work. Logic was out the window and emotions took center stage.
Mom separated from the scene after recommending the book to a couple of friends nearby. Grandma was set to take the girl to school (about 2 blocks away). Boy was scopped up by mom and headed out the door after one big last hug by mom (big mistake) after saying no more hugs or clinging.
Grandma and daughter try to change focus to a decorated soda top lid. Still some pretty hard feelings there. After mom has cleared out for about 5 minutes, Grandma moves the entourage outside and to the chairs and tables and eventually to the school.
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