Angry Kid graduated from preschool yesterday. He has been at this particular preschool for three years. We have had our ups and downs with the school. I think everything finally got situated when he turned four and went into the pre-K class. I took clothes for him to wear after his ceremony. But, I wanted to take a photo of him on the last day of preschool for memento (blog) reasons, of course. He said, “No photos mama”. I responded with, “Oh, I’m taking a photo for daddy, to show him your cool shirt.” He responded with, “I wore this shirt to bed last night. Daddy saw me wearing it ALREADY”. I got my photo anyway, and people wonder why I called him Angry Kid?
At the end of the day, we ended his preschool graduation in the Chapel at his school. We were treated with a slide show of photos. That is when I lost it. It has been an extremely long week of drama. I will try and touch upon that sometime in the near future. I started bawling. Angry Husband leaned over and asked, “what is up with the blubbering?” I told him to shut it.
After the slide show show, the kids marched in and sat down. They then sang some songs for us, and got their diplomas. It was too sweet. Then they all shuffled out. Like that, it was over.
We have so many changes ahead of us…new school, new teachers, new childcare, new work schedule..it’s going to be quite the summer.
On our way home from graduation, I had the following conversation with Angry Kid:
ME: Are you excited to go to a new school soon? You will be in Kindergarten.
ANGRY KID: I’m not going to that school just yet.
ME: Where are you going?
ANGRY KID: Safari School
ME: huh?
ANGRY KID: I’m going on an adventure in the jungle, on a safari.
I think someone has played way too many Indiana Jones video games lately. Angry Kid is now a preschool graduate. Many of his friends will start leaving the school this week. He is going to stay in their camp most likely for the month of July, and then he is going to go to another camp (I think). I don’t think he has a clue, that he may never see some of these kids again. On the other hand, I’m kinda happy to not see some of these kids…
