How many had to sound that out before you smacked yourself in the forehead and said, “Oh, education.” I’m pretty sure this is how Emma would spell education because if you attended her birthday party and received a thank you note, she spelt everything out a 6-year-old would. Or really sounded everything out and that’s how it was wrote. “Ant Debee” was one of my favorite spellings along with thanking Nana and Papa for the “sun ceechers” (sun catchers). I’m sorry Emma, but the English language is a tough one.
One more day of school tomorrow and it seems like this year has flown by. Really since January, this year has flown by. Separation anxiety got the best of my little girl and it was touch and go for the first three months of school. We had a system and it was cry every morning before school, look like you were going to break down right there in the doorway of your class and then when I picked Emma up at 3:00 p.m. everything was great. I know Mom is laughing because this was me for church camp almost 20 years ago when I called Mom crying to come pick me up and then by the end of it, I had the best time. Yep, paybacks.
Emma was exhausted and emotional and we hadn’t even hit the teenage years. When she was losing weight (which everyone knows she doesn’t have any to lose) and lost her appetite, something had to give. Emma complained of her throat hurting and I don’t know why I didn’t look there months earlier. Poor girl, her tonsils were so large they were overlapping. The ENT we went to said those were the biggest tonsils he had ever seen and about two weeks into December and after her tonsils were taken out, we got our girl back. All wonderful, loveable, non dramatic (well as dramatic as a normal 5-year-old is) Emma.
Life was now good with Emma and she loved school. She wasn’t so cranky in the morning which meant that Mama wasn’t so cranky in the morning. The months before the Christmas break made me think, “I don’t want this to be the next 13 years of school!” We’ve always known that when Emma doesn’t feel good or is sick, that child is emotional. Now we’ve got our routine down and every morning is a great morning and Emma talks non-stop until we pull into the driveway after I pick her up from school. Shocker, I know.
She’s starts a new chapter after tomorrow and my little girl will be a 1st grader in the fall. How many times have our friends with older kids told us that it happens right before your eyes? Dustin says how six years has gone by so fast and soon it will be another six. Soon Ellie will be starting school. I dread and look forward to it at the same time. Bittersweet you might say. I don’t dwell on the past but look forward to what the future has planned for my girls. But sometimes it is nice after a long day when they’ve had their baths and are in their pajamas, they crawl up in my lap and give me that moment of still being needed or really wanted. Congratulations Emma on such a big accomplishment. You’ve made it through Kindergarten, now you’re ready to take on the world. . .well, almost ready, Mama still has to help tie your shoes sometimes!
At the beginning of school, Emma’s teacher had the kids wear the color they were learning about that week. I didn’t get them all depending if it was raining outside or if we were running late, which we were always running late. RED day.
This was also Grandparent’s Day. This was also when Nana, Papa, Meme and Papaw got to witness Emma’s breakdown at lunch time because she didn’t want me to leave her. Today, the day before school lets out for the summer, was the first time I’ve eaten lunch with Emma since that wonderful day back in the fall. We’ve come such a long way! GREEN day.
Not to be left out, Ellie often wore the same color Emma did to school. Ellie also found a rock she thought needed to be in the picture as well. GREEN day.
There’s a little sassy in this picture. By now football season had started and all (and I mean all) the kids in town wear their football jerseys and cheerleading uniforms to school every Friday to show school spirit. This looks like her little cheerleader pose. BLUE day.
Here’s my little angel. Well into October and I am a sucker for Halloween shirts. Especially after Halloween when they are 50% to 70% off. You really need to go to Target and stock up, it’s awesome! BLACK day.
Another one of Emma for the same day. I tried to get Emma in the same spot for each picture. You can notice the trees changing and the grass. BLACK day.
Why is she wearing a mask? Why does she look like Superman ready to take off his shirt to expose his superhero costume underneath? She’s 5-years-old, that’s why. The mask didn’t make it to school, but Emma did think it made an excellent accessory. I really quit asking questions when she decided to wear her Snow White costume to Abuelo’s for lunch one day. I went through a different colored sock phase. . .for 13 years. . .she’ll be just fine. . .look at me. . .crap. . . ORANGE day.