Pomp & Circumstance
Today they had a graduation at day care for the littles that would be moving up next school year. Although Teagan isn’t, she has three friends that will be, two will be going to a pre-K, one to a full-blown kindergarten. I’m not sure how much Teagan realizes. I mean, she understands that her friends are going to a different school, but I’m not sure if she actually understands that they won’t be at day care all day with her. I’m pretty sure that both won’t be “clubmates” either, but will only be there occasionally when their school is out.
It was a cute little ceremony, they walked in to Pomp & Circumstance, sat in assigned chairs with the graduates chairs starred. They sang a rocking version of Zip-a-dee-doo-da, which of course, Teagan got distracted right at the beginning and ended up shuffling wood chips around. It’s not that she doesn’t know the song, she’s been practicing it, singing it at home, even though it was a secret surprise.
As she did last year, Teagan couldn’t resist running up and giving me (and her dad!) a hug in the middle of the ceremony. The kid loves hugs.
Run for the diploma
After the song, they did a cute version of the tree little pigs, with the grads taking the roles of the pigs and the wolf. Teagan was half of the straw house. She dropped her prop with style. After the min-play, they sat back down to be called up to get their diplomas – certificates actually. Teagan ran up to get hers and then over to us for a hug before sitting back down. Goof.
Ashlin watched from the sidelines behind the fence with the other little littles. She really wanted to be on our side, and be part of the proceedings. Goof.
After the little ceremony was a celebration. Food. Music and dancing. We joked about how we were sugaring the kids up with the brownies and cupcakes and cake. Hoped that they danced and ran and played some of the excited energy off.
I can’t believe she’s gotten so big.
There’s been some gems from Teagan lately:
Driving home she saw some garbage – or landscaping cloth, whatever – on the side of the road. She shouted “garbage! Garbage, mama! If the birds land on it they will die!”
Last night, as Stu was putting her to bed, she asked for socks. Stu said with the heat, she didn’t need socks. ”Yes, dada, I do.” ”Teagan, it’s 80 degrees, you don’t need socks.” ”Dada, when it’s that number in the house, my feet get cold.” Stu put socks on. How can you refute that logic?
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