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Saturday, May 23, 2009

Highlights from the end of Kindergarten

Grey has had serious reservations about the school year coming to a close, not that he has any choice in the matter. He loves, loves, loves his teacher, Mr. Kay. All else aside (mainly the prospect of staying at school for lunch - how thrilling!)I think he would almost rather stay in Kindergarten than move on to first grade next year just to keep his teacher. Kindergarten gets out a week earlier than the rest of the school so Grey is officially done. They had a lot of great activities over the last couple of weeks, and I just had to post a couple of the highlights because I love the pictures that came from them!


First - the Kindy 500. All of the Kindergartners 'drove' around the school in their own little cars visiting different American landmarks and symbols. (IE: Mount Rushmore, The Statue of Liberty, Betsy Ross and the American Flag, etc., etc. We won't mention who was dressed up as the Statue of Liberty though. . . nor will we be posting any pictures of that lovely sight. Sorry, Charlie. No can do.)




Crazy Hair Day was actually for the entire school, but Grey's hair was too great to not post. I told him he looked like Albert Einstein. "Who?" Yeah, should have stuck with a Harry Potter reference, I guess. At least now he knows who Einstein is, kind of. (I didn't get a picture of Max before he left and his hair had fallen almost to normalcy by the time he made it home!) Nick was sure, of course, he needed to be in the picture too.







Um, this one I just found on my camera. Grey's bed-head is almost as crazy as his crazy-hair day do. I love this whole picture - the hole in his sweats, Izzy's disobedient ear standing straight up, the fact that Grey is just sitting in her bed with her looking like an orphan, AND that I don't know how the picture came to be on my camera in the first place.


For graduation Grey's teacher put together a program for the families. He introduces each of the kids, tells about their favorite things and what they want to be when they grow up. The kids are all supposed to dress like what they're going to be. It is seriously one of the cutest things I've ever seen. There are always a couple of the girls that want to be a princess and a couple of boys that want to be a superhero. (The first kid out in Grey's program is going to be Indiana Jones) I love that at that age those are really options in their minds! Grey is dressed as a paleontologist (working in his lab), in case you couldn't tell. I think he's messing with all his "bone-cleaning tools" in this picture.

After their introductions the whole class sings a bunch of songs and then everyone watches a video of the kids and the activities they did throughout the year. So cute. I just missed getting a picture before this one where the little girls on either side of Grey are both hugging him. (He didn't look upset, at all.) Bad timing! This one will have to do!

At the end of their program they had a balloon launch. Each of the kids had written where they thought their balloon would go on a piece of paper tied to their balloon string. Grey's said "My balloon will fly to a magical land where leprechauns live". Then they said goodbye! Oh, so sad. All good things must come to an end, Grey!

Monday, July 28, 2008

Five Minutes Later

Literally five minutes after I posted the entry right before this one I got breakfast for the boys. They wanted to eat on the deck which wasn't an issue except of course that Grey was still Gollum (his bowl of Crispix had taken my place as his 'precious'), ie: still in nothing but underwear. I tried (and failed) to convince him to at least put some shorts on. I tried to scare him out of it by reminding him the neighbors would be able to see him. If Max EVER had the notion to run outside in his skivies he would definitely have been held off by that argument - not Grey. "They can only see my shoulders, Mom." Apparently the neighbors can't see through the railing on the deck. I gave in. What's the use of being a kid if you can't run around in your underwear every once in awhile anyway?
I looked out the kitchen window a few minutes later to see Grey in this pose.



And, yes, he was saying "ah-oom, ah-oom".