Kinder Graduate!

I was definitely more emotional about Max finishing kindergarten than I was the day he started. He was just so ready to go that it was more excitement than sadness. But now, realizing that he really is turning into a KID and not a baby anymore, I'm getting sentimental. I can barely look at baby photos of him without getting a knot in my throat.

Kindergarten was a good year for Max! I think he got a little bored towards the end and acted up a bit more in class. But I had to remind myself that he is learning what it means to be a student in a classroom and that comes by trial and error. We loved his teacher, Mrs. Tusa, and she was really good for him. He had so much fun, went on lots of field trips and just had a great time! It was hard to explain to him that he'll be going to a different school next year, not because he was sad but mostly because I don't think he really understood what that meant. Luckily he'll have friends at his new school (not that I worry, he makes friends easily).

I'll be glad to see that little kindergarten attitude go though. WOW! We seem to be back in the land of pouting, tantrums and overall grumpiness. I'm hoping over the summer it wears off (lots of moms tell me it does) and he's back to that sweet happy kid we know and love. Only time will tell!!

Here are a few pictures of his time in kindergarten. His teacher gave every student a CD of photos from the year that she had taken in the class. So I didn't take these! But I'm glad I have them!

 

 

 

He had a little graduation ceremony, too! Once again, his school decided that 8am on a Monday morning was the ideal time to have it, cramped in their little auditorium with inconsiderate parents who do not speak english and have questionable bathing habits. LUCKILY Tyler was able to be there!! It was his first experience with all of this and he agreed it was really lame. Mercifully Max had NO idea what was going on in the audience (including some parents having it out with their words) and was just SO excited to see us there watching him and waving and picture taking and videoing! He loved every second of it. He also takes his performances seriously.

 

 

 

 

 

 

We are so proud of our growing boy! I know it's cliche (I hate cliche) but I really hope he stays sweet and kind always. The other day we were snuggling in bed and he said, "Mama, I'm always your sweet boy. I'll always BE your sweet boy." And then I melted into a messy puddle in the middle of my bed.