Every day is something new

I have moved from sadness to a kind of mad hilarity. Every day I walk in to my child's classroom, it is yet another new teacher, a sub.
Yesterday it was a 12 year old blonde. Not really but, too young to be thrust into a room of 22 five year olds. I just had to leave and laugh. Not because it was funny but because it just held so much potential for disaster. And THAT, in a kind of sad way, is funny. To me anyway.
This morning's sub seemed more competent.
My struggle now is, is this setting the stage for my child's view of education? Is it setting him up for a feeling of being transient? A teacher and relationship vagabond? Rootless? All those things can be incredibly good. And incredibly bad. I think I have very little if any control of which way it goes.
Definitely has me thinking.
About home school.
Or just chalking it up to life.
Just thinking...