My daughter graduates from preschool this week. I have mixed feelings on the subject mostly because I watched a video that made me WANT A BABY RIGHT NOW.
But this is our last preschool go around as far as I know and it makes graduation just a little bittersweet. Mostly for me since I think she’s happy to hang out all summer long in her pajamas with me and E and Scott.
This year has been so full of change and growth. She began reading and writing stories. She’s learning math and fell in love with science. But the best part of her school work is she puts a tiny, stick-figure dog on everything she does. EVERYTHING.
It’s like I gave birth to the artist formerly known as my daughter. I hope she never stops.
Her confidence level over the last year has skyrocketed. She’s speaking up for herself and trying new things like gymnastics and ice skating and the Tower of Terror!
I love our moments together, and I’m so proud of this amazing girl!
I’ll miss having as much time together to goof off as she ventures on to elementary school (after 12 weeks of summer but STILL).
Happy Graduation Day to my favorite girl in the whole world, and thank you for making me a better person.