Sadly, I don't have time to post some of the pictures I took at Conner's 5th grade celebration (they're careful not to call it a graduation, which I am thankful for -- I think you should really save that for high school and college).
This morning as I was getting a little choked up walking S into class I thought about how I am really graduating also. I have learned SO much at that school. From the parents, how to find my own niche at helping out at school, to the teachers and how they respond to my kids, to the Principal to the friends we've all made.
Can't say enough good things about the school and how I've been blessed to have taken my kids there. It isn't our "home" school and I do hate the drive/parking but I love the feeling while I am there. I love how my kids have become amazing writers, I love how a parent has volunteered to teach my child hard math at 7 am once a week, I love how so many of my good friends roll up their sleeves and pitch in for the good of all of our children. I have learned a lot from them.
So, while Conner might be celebrating his own moving on, I feel a bit like I'm graduating too. I'm ready to use the skills I've learned in a new school. Maybe not quite as often/hard but I still want to be involved.
I love elementary school. Good thing I'm going to be in it for a while. :) Better go drink some water to hydrate before the final cry. :)
P.s. Guess who got a job offer yetsterday. An official one. :) Go me!