A week ago today, my boy finished up his very last day of kindergarten. I wasn’t nearly as teary eyed and nervous for him on that day as I was on the first day of school. We celebrated by visiting a fun little spot in Tacoma’s Stadium District called, Shake Shake Shake. (A place I can’t wait to take visitors!) Chocolate shakes, burgers, and fries. Yum!
He had such an amazing year. I loved watching him go from knowing letters and sounds to writing full on sentences and little stories. We had some great teachers leading the way, one of which was my second grade teacher (what are the chances of THAT!) Getting to volunteer in the classroom was a really great way for me to participate in his week and get to know his school, his teachers, and his friends. I asked him a few things about his first year of school.
- What was your favorite book(s) to read this year: Harry the Horrible
- What was your favorite field trip: The Pumpkin Patch
- What was your favorite subject: Art
- Other stuff: He loved riding the bus like a ‘big kid’. I watched him become a tad smitten for about week or two with a certain little girl named Gabriella. He complained when he wasn’t doing enough math (whose kid is he anyway?). He had me write multiple ‘books’ that he had illustrated with elaborate pictures of angry birds. He “only” got sent to the principal’s office once (oops). He was an amazing trooper with switching schools when we moved, and settled in with his new class quickly and with a big smile on his face.
O. we are so very proud of you and the person you are. Smart, silly, serious, and creative.