The Last Bell

I am so behind I want to quit.  But I can't.  So here we go back to the last week of school.  Remember those days?

Jackson made his bed and put his prized possessions at the foot.

Posing for grandma shopping and grandpa grandpa.

Say what?  He's eating again??

My last day volunteering.  I will forever be grateful for this experience.  The cutest thing I remember of this day was the issue Jackson had with asking girls to sign his yearbook.  He said it was so embarrassing and so I had to ask them for him.  BUT, he would let me ask a girl if there were two girls near one another.  Hilarious.

Andi was always so content with staying home when Jackson and Ryan went to school or when Ry would go to speech.  Here she is cleaning up a mess she made - I have no clue what she did but she took care of it and I was so proud of her because cleaning is not her strong suit.

And Mr. Cole was so cooperative in being lugged here and there all school year.

Ryan's last day of preschool was nice because it wasn't a real good-bye.  Next year he will be there MWF and I am so excited for him.  He loves school, his teachers, snacks, and playing.

All the "end of school festivities" can be exhausting and conflicting but so worth the hassle.

My mom's Wednesday, speech day, tradition was thoroughly enjoyed by this little man.  Well, not so little considering he pulled the donut box off the table to help himself to seconds, thirds, etc.

Ryan really does love speech and is progressing by leaps and bounds.  Such a good little boy.

Oh, and yes, speaking of growing up.... the kids weren't sleeping well and so we weren't sleeping well.  I figured this would be a good time to break Andi of her dummy.  Why not, we weren't getting any sleep anyway.  It went well I have to say and she was rewarded at Target's $1 spot.  But I do miss naps.  Yes, she's been in her room an hour now SCREAMING her head off because she "doesn't HAVE to take a nap".  Oh yes you do my child!

With the end of school in sight, we panicked mothers felt it necessary to meet and schedule out the summer.  A handy calendar was created of all the free or close to free activities for our kids.  It's such a life saver.

Yep, the LAST DAY of KINDERGARTEN.  New shoes from the beginning of the year.... a size and a half up.  New socks too.  Still wears outfit from first day of school but the shorts won't last much longer.  Back pack isn't as overwhelming.  And as for his attitude; first day anxiety to last day sadness.

We could not have been more blessed to have Mrs. Evans.  Each day I felt so comforted knowing Jackson was in a classroom with a woman that truly loved him.  Look, is it not obvious they all felt the love!?!?

Do the year over again without these ladies??  No thank you.  From valuable talks waiting for pick up, to picking up J when needed, to planning fun activities after school, to volunteering together, to loving one another's children.... honestly, couldn't have been a better experience.

On the last day of school Jackson stood inside the classroom and peeked out the door.  I felt almost as if he didn't want to leave.  He knew this was it and Gay said the entire class was in tears saying good-bye.  They loved each other for sure.

Look out First Grade - he's ready!