Graduation from Preschool

Monday night was a big night. Seren said goodbye to her first school. Preschool. Breezy Point. Sam and I sweated out this decision. And we paid a good amount of money to attend. And it was worth every. single. cent. It was the best! Preschool, in our opinion, sets the stage for future learning. And is critical to the early years!

Seren had the same teacher for two years in a row. And while I rarely saw her because the program is only in the morning and only 3 days a week, and Sam did the drop off, she is an amazing woman who saw Seren for who she is and who she will become.

We loved the school! We loved the teachers!

And we loved the other families! I've become quite close to two other moms in the class and our friendship has extended to getting together for playdates, dinners and coffee. The other moms and Sam have arranged playdates through the beginning of August to encourage our three daughters' (and our families') friendship.

Leaving has been hard. And I've been quite emotional about it! It is the growing up thing. It is going into the unknown. It is tough stuff! And Seren hasn't been easy going about it either. She cried that she didn't want to say goodbye to her teacher. It has been an amazing two years! I can't believe they are over!

Monday night the kids performed. The school rented (?) a local community college to have the graduation services. All three preschool classes performed. Each class did two songs. In short, it was hysterical! There were those that didn't sing. Or move. And basically just stood motionless. Then there were the kids that were BELTING out the 'song'. Then there were the girls that flashed the audience by lifting up thier dresses, the boy who picked his nose, and the girl who gave a big kiss to the boy next to him. The whole thing was a riot! I laughed!

Seren rose to the occasion and did the dance moves. Quietly. But she did it! And she was SO excited to be on a big stage. She got her diploma too! What a night!

As I went to bed that night, I prayed that this would be the first in many graduations I'd see. Middle school graduation. High school. College. Graduate school (?). But no pressure, little one. For now, enjoy the moment with your buddies and your special flowers.

We love you!












The graduate!


Hard goodbyes!