Last day
Thursday was (sniff) Isaac's last day (sniff, snort) of preschool this school year. Oh, how my little dude is growing up. (BWAHHHH!)
He let me take a picture of him with his little bro as we took him in for (sniff) the last time (BWAHHHH!).
Lately he has resumed his majorly pouty act when it's time for me to go and him to stay. "I don't want to stay at preschool, Momma. I will miss you SO much." It's funny, you'd think after an entire school year of him saying these or similar things, and it NEVER WORKING that he'd get a clue and drop it. But no.
Ms. Susie has an excellent method of distraction; whenever I'm trying to head out the door, she asks Isaac for her daily hug. It's become a ritual between them. Once, when I was heading out and Isaac had forgotten to fuss, he waved goodbye to me and then turned to find Ms. Susie. "Ms. Susie! You forgot your hug!" I've said it before and I'll say it again -- those ladies are geniuses. We got them excellent parting gifts -- gift cards to The Learning Station on Main Street, hand-drawn and signed dinosaur pictures by Isaac and Jacob, and a letter from me detailing the many different ways in which they rock. They deserve it all and more.
The kids had a party during their school day. At the end, they put on a little show for us with their songs from the year. Daddy and Jacob came along to watch.
As usual, Isaac was a non-participant. For some reason, this time, unlike all others, it didn't faze us. I looked around and saw that he was not the only one clinging to Mommy's lap for dear life. I just held him and squeezed him tight, letting him go when he wanted to sing along like Ms. Susie asked him to. When I no longer had an Isaac, I rested my hand on Daddy, and we shared a smiling moment thinking about our son and how proud we are of what he's accomplished this year.
He let me take a picture of him with his little bro as we took him in for (sniff) the last time (BWAHHHH!).
Lately he has resumed his majorly pouty act when it's time for me to go and him to stay. "I don't want to stay at preschool, Momma. I will miss you SO much." It's funny, you'd think after an entire school year of him saying these or similar things, and it NEVER WORKING that he'd get a clue and drop it. But no.
Ms. Susie has an excellent method of distraction; whenever I'm trying to head out the door, she asks Isaac for her daily hug. It's become a ritual between them. Once, when I was heading out and Isaac had forgotten to fuss, he waved goodbye to me and then turned to find Ms. Susie. "Ms. Susie! You forgot your hug!" I've said it before and I'll say it again -- those ladies are geniuses. We got them excellent parting gifts -- gift cards to The Learning Station on Main Street, hand-drawn and signed dinosaur pictures by Isaac and Jacob, and a letter from me detailing the many different ways in which they rock. They deserve it all and more.
The kids had a party during their school day. At the end, they put on a little show for us with their songs from the year. Daddy and Jacob came along to watch.
As usual, Isaac was a non-participant. For some reason, this time, unlike all others, it didn't faze us. I looked around and saw that he was not the only one clinging to Mommy's lap for dear life. I just held him and squeezed him tight, letting him go when he wanted to sing along like Ms. Susie asked him to. When I no longer had an Isaac, I rested my hand on Daddy, and we shared a smiling moment thinking about our son and how proud we are of what he's accomplished this year.
posted by Claire at 11:07 PM
1 Comments:
He's grown so much over his year of preschool. I can believe it that you two are so proud.
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