My youngest child was thrilled when her turn came to start kindergarten.
To make sure we had plenty of time to eat breakfast and get ready on the first day,
I woke everybody up early, so early that it was still dark.
I was getting dressed when my little daughter came into my room looking troubled.
"What's wrong? I asked, mustering as much cheerfulness as I could at that hour.
"This is your big day!"
She blurted, "You didn't tell me I was going to night school."
