Friday fun, photo version: Preschool “graduation”

June 3, 2011

in Friday Fun, Memories, Parenting

Mattix’s preschool year ended. I cried. (Really.) I remember when Mattix was a baby and things were so hard and all I could think was, “When will he sleep for more than an hour at a time?” And now he sleeps for nine or ten hours at a time and he only has one year of preschool left and all I can think is, “How did he get so big?”

That’s one of the things about being a parent. Mixed with the really hard times that you want to pass are really amazing times that you want to hold onto. But you can’t pick and choose and they all pass, like it (sleep? yes, please) or not (sweet little baby dancing – all awkward and unbalanced).

Today was so nice, but really hard for me. It all hit me like a ton of bricks. I spent the entire day with the kids, only getting out my computer for an hour to work. If they’d have allowed me, I would have just sat on the couch and held them for six hours. But, of course, a four-year-old is way too busy for that.

Molley was so pleased to go to Matty’s party, and he was happy to have her there. You’d think they both received a certificate of accomplishment. :) (Ignore her hair flower situation. She was having way too much fun in the jumpy house.)

Tiffani and Nick were in town for her sister’s wedding and despite their insanely busy schedule, they stopped by the party. Mattix’s face was so bright it shined. He fought tears when they had to leave. He suggested (again) tonight that Tiffani come live in the empty room and help take care of he and Moll. (Tiffani was our first nanny – eight hours a week in the beginning, after Mattix had been home for six months. I needed two small breaks a week to keep my sanity. She has been through so much with us and I talk about her a lot here.)

Before I stop, I want to mention how life-altering the right teachers can be. I wouldn’t care if Mattix didn’t learn a single concept, number or letter in school – the difference in his confidence, speech, social skills and expression from his first day of school to his last is so great it cannot be measured.

He has been shown love, patience and kindness and given confidence, guidance and skills that have changed his life. He wanted to hug each of his teachers several times today. If you know my baby, hugs are not handed out freely. I am forever grateful to the women who worked to grow the strong foundation Ed and I built during his first 2.5 years with us. I used to laugh at people who spent the equivalent of state college tuition on their children’s preschool education.

Here I am, spoon-feeding myself my words.

I’m happy to eat them.

{ 8 comments… read them below or add one }

d June 3, 2011 at 9:37 am

Aww.. How cute they are! :)


Nicole June 3, 2011 at 11:35 am

Congrats little dude!


mimi lam June 3, 2011 at 10:41 pm

Congratulation, little guy, you are looking so happy, and proud holding your certificate, and sharing your joy with your lovely sister.


Nicki June 4, 2011 at 6:42 am

You think that was bad? Wait until 5. You will completely come unglued! So sweet, so sweet. so will he have a different teacher next year?


Kelley O June 4, 2011 at 8:35 am

I love you guys so much!


Denise June 4, 2011 at 3:38 pm

They look so cute! Teachers definitely make a big difference. A good one is priceless.


Laura June 6, 2011 at 12:46 pm

Thanks, Denise! I had no idea what kind of impact teachers could truly have. I’m so grateful.


Terry June 4, 2011 at 10:37 pm

I cannot believe his first year of school has passed and how grown up his looks have become. I wish I had been there, hugs to all of you. Squeeze and squish!
Lots of Love


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