By Leslie Lindsay School may be less than a month old around our house, but it already feels stale.  And school was something we were all looking forward to.  Seems we can’t be happy…summer is too long and intense and now that school is here, well, it’s just too darn hard.  I give up. Yep–still dealing with my kindergarten student.  You know, the over-eager, super-precocious kid who used to tell me in preschool, “Don’t worry mom, the kids always come back.”  Yeah.  That’s the one who cries at night in bed and tells me how awful kindergarten is and has no appetite for breakfast, clinging instead to me as I bustle about the kitchen packing lunches all while dodging a bird-doggin’ hound.  Of course, since I apparently “gave more attention to Kelly (the kindergartner),” my 2nd grader is all upset, “You love her more!” she threatens.  Calgon…take me away!! (image retrieved from http://www.makeherup.com/2010/03/22/calgon-take-me-away/ where you can learn more about the history of Calgon, etc. 9.6.12)  Okay, so then it was off the gym where I blew …