I thought I'd be fine--"No tears here! It's just preschool!" Ha! Yeah, right. The ceremony started out with a cute slideshow of pictures of the kids through the school year. That would have been fine, except for the teacher added all these "feel good" emotional songs as the soundtrack! "Let them laugh, let them cry, let them be little." Totally got me!
Then the teacher read this poem:
A Touch of Love
With a blink of my eye, you suddenly were one.
There were so many things we were going to do,
But I turned my head and you turned two.
At two, you were very dependent on me.
But independence took over when you turned three.
Your third birthday, another year I tried to ignore.
But when I lit the candles, there weren't three, but four.
Four was the year that you really strived.
Why, look at you now, you're already five.
Now you are ready for books and rules.
This is the year that you go to school.
The big day came; you were anxious to go.
We walked to the bus, going oh so slow.
As you climbed aboard and waved goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung my eyes.
Time goes so fast, it's hard to believe
That just yesterday you were home here, with me.
And tomorrow when the bus brings you home
and you jump to the ground,
You'll be wearing your cap and graduation gown.
So I'm holding on to these moments as hard as I can.
Because the next time I look,
I'll be seeing a grown man (woman).
There were so many things we were going to do,
But I turned my head and you turned two.
At two, you were very dependent on me.
But independence took over when you turned three.
Your third birthday, another year I tried to ignore.
But when I lit the candles, there weren't three, but four.
Four was the year that you really strived.
Why, look at you now, you're already five.
Now you are ready for books and rules.
This is the year that you go to school.
The big day came; you were anxious to go.
We walked to the bus, going oh so slow.
As you climbed aboard and waved goodbye,
I felt a lump in my throat and tears stung my eyes.
Time goes so fast, it's hard to believe
That just yesterday you were home here, with me.
And tomorrow when the bus brings you home
and you jump to the ground,
You'll be wearing your cap and graduation gown.
So I'm holding on to these moments as hard as I can.
Because the next time I look,
I'll be seeing a grown man (woman).
Again, I probably would have been tear-free, except the teacher's son's last day of high school was also today, and she sobbed hysterically while reading it. I'm a good sympathy cryer!
Then each kid got their certificate. (I tried to take a picture while taking the video, which apparently puts a little glitch in the video. Now I know.)
"Noah grew 1 1/2 inches this school year. In the future he plans to be a firefighter." Click here to watch it.
My favorites were probably "In the future, Drew has plans to go to Grant's Farm by himself, go to the zoo by himself, and go to Chuck E. Cheese by himself," and "In the future, Henry plans to have three light sabers that click together." Love preschoolers!
Congrats, Noah! We're so proud of you!





















































