"No more preschool," Tom replied with a nod.
"You're getting so big. Can you believe that you'll be in Kindergarten in August?"
"Yes," Tommy answered seriously.
Okay so maybe I'm more emotional about this than he is.
Yesterday was his preschool graduation.
Today is his last day of school.
I nearly bawled when the children marched out with their little graduation caps on.
He's the one in the yellow shirt.
Tommy spotted me right away and shouted, "Hello Mommy!"
Then another boy shouted to his mother, "Take a picture of me."
So Tommy repeated him and said, "Take a picture of ME, Mommy!"
It was cute.
They were all wearing shapes for a song.
When the song said, "Can anyone show me a square.." Tommy had to go out and dance.
And he did:
Then they sang a song about a butterfly:
After that they passed out the certificates. I didn't get a picture of that because Natalie started to wake up so I quickly took her out of the carseat.
Natalie was a huge hit.
All of Tommy's teachers came by to say hello. They said that Tommy always talks about Natalie.
They kept saying how cute Natalie was.
One teacher was all, "She looks just like Tommy--except with dark hair!"
They also said they were going to miss Tommy so much--that he was so happy all the time and had a wonderful imagination.
There was a table with cookies and juice set up and Tommy went over and announced loudly,
"Where are the carrots?"
He didn't want a cookie.
He didn't want the juice.
He just wanted carrots.
He got a lot of laughs for that.
Because all the other kids were happily digging into the cookies and juice and my kid didn't have a single cookie.
The teachers asked if I wanted something because I was standing there with Natalie surrounded by the carseat, the diaper bag, my purse...
"I'm fine, thanks.."
I had eaten before I arrived because I didn't want to pig out at the school.
Mothers talk after all.
"Look at her, eating all those cookies when she still has pounds to shed..."
Seriously they gossip.
So Natalie was a huge hit and I stayed for about thirty minutes. One teacher asked if she could hold Natalie and I said yes.
Natalie gave her a, "Who the hell are you and why are you holding me?" look.
She tolerated it for a few minutes and then squawked.
A lot of the parents were starting to leave so I told Tommy that I should get going. I asked if he wanted to come home with me because all the parents were bringing their kids home since school was out in a half hour.
"I wanna ride the bus!" Tommy insisted.
"But sweetheart, all your friends are going home with their mommies. How about you come home with me?"
"I want to ride the bus!" Tommy repeated.
"Sweetheart, how about you just come home with me?"
"MOMMY. I want to ride..the BUS!" Tommy looked at me as though I were a complete idiot.
The teacher overheard him and laughed. "It's okay. He can stay with me and I'll get him on the bus." She knelt down to Tommy's level. "You might be the only kid left in this room though. Is that okay?"
Tommy nodded. "Yes!"
I asked him one more time if he was SURE he didn't want to come home with me.
"MOMMY!" he whined.
He loves that bus.
There were only like two other kids on it when they dropped him off.
He didn't care though. When he got off he went, "Goodbye Mr. Bus Driver man. Goodbye."
And now preschool is all over.
He just got home and said, "No more preschool."