Tuesday, July 9

First Lasts: Last Day of Kindergarten

School has been out for almost two weeks here.

My emotions have since levelled themselves, but Kindergarten graduation and the last day of school hit me like a ton of bricks.

I cried.

Twice.

And I think I was the only parent who did.

Listen, there was a slideshow during the graduation ceremony.

It was terrible!

Slide after slide of all the little kinders throughout the year.

COME ON!!

And then the last day of school.

I knew I would cry.

First of all, um, how the friggen bloody hell did the school year go by so freaking fast?!?!

Second, I did not anticipate loving our teacher as much as I do.

I am going to miss her. A lot.

Kadyn's first grade classroom is right next door and we will see her, but it won't be the same.

On the evening of Kadyn's last day, when I teared up for, oh, I don't know, the fourth time that day, Ryan asked me why I was so upset.

I thought about it for a minute.

Mrs. K is the first person I've ever left Kadyn with for as long as I did. None of our family is at all involved in the boys' lives and Kadyn didn't attend a traditional preschool for a traditional school year.

(Though the teacher he had for the program was wonderful!)

Kadyn has never had a close relationship with anyone other than Ryan and I.

Mrs. K is the first.

But I think what really did it for me is that she gets Kadyn like I do.

The way she sees Kadyn is exactly how I see him. She knows him.

A few months ago there was a recess incident. Mrs K sent a note home about it.

Incident aside, the way she spoke about and described the Kadyn she knows brought tears to my eyes.

She knows him. Like I do.

I think, since so many family members couldn't be bothered with either boy, I'm a little more than shocked that a complete stranger would take such a vested interest in Kadyn.

Shocked in the happiest way possible, however.

I am so grateful for her. I could not have asked for a better teacher or a better first year of school.

And I am so, so happy to know there are still teachers like her out there.

I told Ryan that I will continue to drop baked goodies off for her next year.

And I will keep my fingers crossed that she'll teach Graysen one day.

I miss her.

As for Kadyn..... it's simultaneously depressing and exciting what a difference 10 months makes.

In September 2012, five year old Kadyn refused to practice his writing, could not write his own name, would not count higher than 10 (and purposely messed up his numbers), pretended he didn't recognize letters and showed zero interest in reading.

As of June 2013, six year old Kadyn can write his name - first and last, with proper capitalization, he can even spell a few simple words on his own. He can count to 200, with only some minor trip ups, he recognizes the alphabet from A to Z and he can read simple sentences.

The kid is also adding and subtracting like a boss.

He has friends.

Friends he's made not because I arranged playdates with the kid's mom, but because they like each other and want to be friends.

He's learned Bubble Gum, Bubble Gum in a Dish and other schoolyard rhymes.

He's matured.

(Well, some days.)

It's crazy the growth and change Kadyn's gone through in the last 10 months.

Depressing and exciting.



Perhaps the most notable difference is Kadyn's willingness to be photographed.

Ain't no Kindergarten graduate got time fo dat.

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