But this was the real deal. The end. The finale.
And I made it out of there without bawling. Which was a big deal for me.
Sure, I bawled after our last IEP (I wrote about that back here.) And a bunch to Dave about how worried I am about Kindergarten next year. Oh, and to her teacher I adore and her vision teacher I have grown so close to. And to the ladies in the front office.
But for some reason that particular graduation I was dry-eyed.
We had been busy.
We made this for her beloved teacher:
Lucy was so excited to present it.
We sat in our special spot on the porch and waited for the bus for the last time.
Love these ladies so much.
We will always have such a special place for these women in our hearts.
One last hug before we took off into summer.
How can I ever thank this good woman and her helpers enough for changing Lucy's life for the better? I know that sounds dramatic but three years ago she left for school on that bus kicking and screaming with diapers in her backpack. She has emerged with all the good-manners, confidence, reading tools and social understanding you can imagine for a girl like her.
That great teacher claims this girl is ready for Kindergarten. So on we go to the next adventure.
And one little girl is pretty excited about that "K" word.