I've always tried not to be the sort of "smother-mother" who wraps her kids in bubble wrap and worries all about them. But I had a time of it today.
SC has been SO miserable at after school care that we decided to let her try latch keying.
Today was her first day. She was having trouble with learning to do the keys--this morning she kept trying to lock the door and she didn't get how to remove the key once it was unlocked--turning it in the right direction. So I was worried about that.
I was sitting at work waiting for her to call and I was worried, but not that worried. I knew she was at "club" for 5th grade girls (there are only 11 of them, so they decided they should have something special) and that she would walk home with friends or the guidance counselor would give her a ride.
But I didn't know what time "club" ended. Three-thirty came, and no call from SC. Four o'clock, and still no call.
Finally, at 4:15 I could take it no more and lit out for home. Got home, the door was unlocked and I KNEW she was home!
Turned out, SHE had gotten home around the same time I left work and had been trying to call me. And worrying!
I am going to find out the approximate time she should be home on Mondays and Fridays. And I think we will get her a cell phone, just for emergencies.
And I'm going to take some DEEP breaths when she does this on Wednesday.
Oh, well, at least know I know she can open the door.................