He worked hard at preschool to make that little loaf of bread and yet he willingly shared it with everyone in the house. Little red hen day at school means I get a full day of an overly helpful child. Sometimes it last two days because the teacher reminds them when they go back to school what it means to help the Little red hen!
Its red, white and blue week at preschool and Cannon came home dressed as the Statue of Liberty – cupcake torch and all! He sang America the Beautiful with his little kid voice trying to enunciate all the words of the song and retold the events of September 11th – which was perfectly timed as we had visited the healing field memorial the night before and talked about it as a family. His favorite part of the day…finding a shirt in his closet that had all the colors of the flag.
And look at this little face last year!?
Hip hip hooray for the start of another school year!! Luckily all these smiles are genuine and every one came home with the same smiles.
They all met up with friends either riding the bus or when they arrived at the school which helps calm any nerves that might be bubbling just below the surface.
One of our favorite traditions is having cousins come over after school to share in the fun and excitement – and they hop in the photo booth to document the day. We got a good kick out of looking at first day of school photos from years past – memory lane is always a fun road.
This happened today. Three kids in school all day. One kid in preschool a couple hours a week. And one little boy who is home alone but refuses to take off his red “packpack”.
I love when summer rolls around. I look forward to our summer roadtrip all year long. I love late nights in the pool. I love watching the kids play together. But as much as I love summer, I also love sending them back to school and so far, they love going back to school. I dread the age when they don’t get excited to lay out their outfits and get new school supplies. Fortunately, Hallie still falls into this category, although I can’t be sure how much longer she’ll last.
They were all smiles walking out the door and just as I suspected, they were all smiles walking back in the door. I was most nervous about Hallie since she’s moved on to Junior High and navigating a new school, with a new schedule and new friends can be intimidating. But she walked in the door just as excited and happy as the rest of them and eager to tell the details of her day and I listened for as long as she would talk. And then when Steve got home, she went over all the details with him as well.
This evening the boys collected paper bags full of things that represented them and Hallie sat at the table and did her math homework – and just like that our late night swim sessions are over. At least on school nights.
School got out a month ago and I still feel like I’m playing catch up. Looking back at these pictures, it seems like a lifetime ago. Hallie is so done with 6th grade – she’s ready for Junior High – her friends are equally excited to be moving on.
The last day of school they had a special assembly/graduation for all the 6th graders – a special send off from elementary school.
Sidenote: I grew up in a school district where 6th grade was part of junior high. I thought it was weird when we moved here and they had the 6th graders in elementary school, but I have loved it. There is something about keeping them in elementary school that keeps them young. They don’t grow up as fast and I’m okay with that. But they are ready and I’m excited for all of them.
We surprised the kids when they got off the bus with a water balloon ambush. It was fun watching the kid’s surprised faces as they rushed to coolers filled with balloons. I think my favorite part was watching Steve soak each and every neighborhood kid and then watching them work their hardest to get him back.
We followed up the water balloon fight with a swim party late into the night at a neighbor’s house.
The last day of school is just the start of road trips, family, adventures and lots of swimming with friends and neighbors. It’s good to be a kid in the summer.