School is O-V-E-R and I'm so happy.
Don't get me wrong, I think school is great, but these last few weeks had me hanging on by my fingernails with everything going on (a bunch of it not even school related stuff), and we are all ready for a break.
It was strange though, how excited I was for that last bell to ring, but that my eyes still welled up with tears at the assembly yesterday....surrounded by my dear friends and all these kids I've gotten so attached to who come hug me in the halls.
The principal had the kids do one last cheer and there I sat, amidst a sea of screaming, hollering elementary school kids, letting this ominous fact soak into my brain: my kids are one year older.
I don't like that.
Grace is now in FOURTH grade, Claire is in FIRST, and Elle, well, she's a Jr. High girl now. See her up there with all those sixth graders?
Yeah, she's not too sad about it.
This is Mrs. Dosil...who was these sixth-graders' awesome kindergarten teacher:
What in the world happened to make that time go so darn fast??
This is their teacher this year:
(He was pretty darn good himself.)
Back in Elle's classroom, Elle was about to fall over in excitement when he handed over her straight-A report card (and sixth-grade graduation diploma thingy). She worked hard.
Lu thinks she is part of that class:
I mean, how could she not when these cute kids dote over her like she's the Queen of Sheeba?
Claire got to have a water party at the end of school:
Her face tells the story...do you think she was excited about it?
One of these boys was her "boyfriend" for much of her kindergarten year:...not quite sure how I feel about that one, but she did pick a cute one.
And these teachers:
I can't believe this is the only picture I have of Grace's dear teacher:
(taken with my falling-apart point-and-shoot with the iso up way too high...ooops)
I adore that Mrs. Thompson.
This is the sole picture I got of Max (I don't know that anyone would take kindly to a Mom hanging out at the Junior High on the last day of school), but it tells a good story: He's telling Dave about his straight-A finals on the phone and holding up the movie passes the school gave kids who never got ninth-hour all year (like detention).
Way to go, Max. I'm so excited he and Elle get to be in Jr. High together next year.
So there you have it: the last days of school.
I know that summer isn't all fun and games. I have a serious "summer bucket list" in the making (I'll post it soon) that I keep warning my kids about. We're going to have serious jobs and chores around here amidst the fun. I have stacks of papers from school piled up to the ceiling that we need to sort and put away.
But for a couple days we're just going to bask in the luxury of freedom.
We've had parties galore, yesterday and today. I loved sleeping in with Dave this morning and hearing the quiet chatter of the little girls outside our bedroom (Max and Elle slept over at friends') as we listened to the whir of the fan and had two minutes to actually talk.
Welcome, Summer. So far, I love you.