Rusty graduated preschool this May.
Tommy did, too, but not really.
He’ll be back again next year. The teacher, Ms. Cherie, just holds one end of year program and all the kids get recognized.
It was a cute little program. The kids did their ABCs and counted to 100. They sang a couple of songs and told us the things they wanted to be when they grew up – which was cute, but really hard to hear.
Rusty couldn’t remember what he had decided to be. He finally settled on Paleontologist.
And Tommy said a Policeman.
They got a graduation hat and some goodies from their teacher.
I got a thank you from Ms. Cherie as well for my work as the PE teacher. She wanted me to have something pink!
It is so fun watching my babies grow up but I still think of them as 2 and 3. Rusty can’t be old enough for kindergarten this fall. But he is. Look out, world!
