'Twas the night before kindergarten and all through the house not a creature was stirring... Well, actually, Jared stirred. He climbed down from his bed and stumbled hurriedly into our room, holding out his water cup and asking desperately for more water. I jumped out of bed and took the cup. I asked Jared to go to the bathroom while I got him some more water. He turned and started out of the room -- only to run smack into the bedroom door.

I comforted him and helped him into the bathroom. He unloaded the last cup of water as I hit the water cooler to get him another. He climbed back into bed, took the water, and fell asleep again. I had visions of Jared showing up for his first day with a black eye -- running into a door is the classic cover-up for abuse. Luckily, he didn't seem any worse for wear and the incident left no marks.

So the next day he's off to school and I'm off to the office. I get a call later that morning from Rachel who is frantic -- she's on her way back to Jared's school because he got stung by a bee and we don't know whether or not he's allergic. Apparently, he was sitting in the yard, eating his snack, and minding his own business when a bee landed on his ear and stung him.

He was taken to the school's office for observation; that's where Rachel found him. She stayed with him a while and then asked if he felt he could make it through the rest of the day. Jared replied "yes", got up, and started back to his classroom. Rachel stopped him and said he had to wait for someone to take him back to his class; he was all set to head off on his own.

Well, Jared did indeed survive his first day of school. I think tomorrow maybe we'll dress him in a Kevlar suit. Have your kids ever gotten hurt on the first day of school? Any outrageous stories to share?