It was his last day of preschool today. Gosh, I don’t remember getting so emotional when it was Evie’s last day. Maybe because I knew I would be back in this little church program in a few years. With him. And then just like that it’s over. Two years are done and he’s moving on to kindergarten. It was not only his last day but it was my last day of a kid in preschool ever ever ever. Ever. *Insert ugly cry*
But enough about me and my emotional instabilities. This day is not about me, the crazy mom that can’t handle my baby graduating pre-K. It’s about my super sweet boy that I am so incredibly proud of. He is going to rock kindergarten. He is smart and kind and just an awesome kid.
We enjoyed the last moments of preschool eating ice cream and hanging out with his friends he made there. We took a photo with his teachers, the same teachers Miss Evie had. I teared up as I hugged them good-bye, I’ll miss this place (again, Stacey, not about you….focus). Daddy even drove down from work to join in on the fun.
Love this boy so much and can’t wait to see what the future holds for him. My kindergartener. *gulp*