Me: What did you learn about in junior church today?"
Isaac: " the ..something...son." (Something was prodigal)
Me: (looking @ the jr. church take home paper) "Anything else?"
Grant: "We learned about the fruit of the Spirit" (this was what I was expecting to hear...)
Me: "Ah! Which fruit of the Spirit did you learn about? (knowing from my mommy cheat sheet that it was joy.)
Grant: "Watermelon."
Huh?!?!
So, I guess I'll just wish everyone a watermelonous Father's Day!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
My Little Graduate
Tonight was a special night in our family. One that happens only once in each child's lifetime... tonight was kindergarten graduation. And believe it or not, the events of this night almost never happened.
There are some events in life that one just counts on, believes in, and often takes for granted that they will occur. Birthdays, Christmas, the first and last days of school, and yes, Kindergarten Graduation all fall into this category of highly- anticipated -yet-never-doubted events. When the school calendar came home with the KG spring music program and art show on the schedule, I assumed this was Kindergarten Graduation. We notified the local grandperents to save the date. We marked it on our family calendar. We were ready. And then, the unthinkable occurred. A few days prior to the program, I was talking with Grant's teacher about the upcoming event, and he clarified for me that this program was not a "Graduation", just a cute spring program. I accepted this clarification, and naturally inquired about the date for KG Graduation. That's when it happened...the bomb was dropped... there was NO KINDERGARTEN GRADUATION!!!! Apparently kindergarten graduation is no longer practiced in these parts, although no one was really sure just why. Unbelievable. Isaac graduated from kindergarten...we have pictures stored on the computer to prove it! Someday they may possibly even be printed! Grant is my littlest guy, my youngest! ( I know, I know, I only have two...one must be oldest, one must be youngest. But it makes it of no less import to me in my dramatic, motherly heart and mind.)
And then, after the conclusion of the "Spring Program" (which was terribly cute, and will be retroactively blogged about on some day this summer), a glimmer of hope entered my world. Isaiah's mom (aka my dear friend, Anne) texted me to let me know that Isaiah's teacher was holding a graduation for her class, as she had realized how much many of her student's parents cared about such an event. Anne suggested that possibly Mr. Martin could be persuaded to join in the fun, and provide we mommies and daddies of his sweet students with the sentimental torture that can only be achieved through such mile stones as Kindergarten Graduations, First Dates, Driver's Licenses, and High School Graduations. I grabbed onto this glimmer of hope like , what do they say?, oh, like a tick on a hound dog! I sent Grant to school to inform Mr. Martin of this incredibly important new development in the KG community. I shamelessly coached him to tell Mr. Martin that certainly he wouldn't want to be outdone by Miss H, would he???? I offered to bring refreshments to the event...whatever it took. Quite thankfully, Mr. Martin is a very reasonable man with a compassionate heart for his students, and quite possibly an acute awareness that there just might have been a relentless mother out there who would be more than willing to drive him to the brink of insanity in the pursuit of a graduation ceremony that included her six year old. ( I believe I should admit at this point that I do feel somewhat ashamed of even the possibility of how I may have actually nagged, begged, and pleaded for my heart's desire on this had it been necessary. I would like to take this moment to publicly thank Robert Martin for not creating such an opportunity for me to humiliate myself in that way :) Mr. Martin joined forces with Miss Heintzelman, and tonight there was quite a crowd to celebrate the class of 2023. Complete with Graduation Caps and Diplomas...
It's hard for me to believe that my little miracle boy - who weighed 6lbs 6oz. coming into this world, and had such a rough beginning to life, graduated kindergarten tonight. Wow. This is our boy, and what a joy he is. And how blessed is our family.
Thank you, one last time, Mr. Martin and Miss Heintzleman for creating this evening for so many families to make memories like these. You are so appreciated...unfortunately much more than you are shown.
Congratulations Grant-Boy. We are so proud of you.
There are some events in life that one just counts on, believes in, and often takes for granted that they will occur. Birthdays, Christmas, the first and last days of school, and yes, Kindergarten Graduation all fall into this category of highly- anticipated -yet-never-doubted events. When the school calendar came home with the KG spring music program and art show on the schedule, I assumed this was Kindergarten Graduation. We notified the local grandperents to save the date. We marked it on our family calendar. We were ready. And then, the unthinkable occurred. A few days prior to the program, I was talking with Grant's teacher about the upcoming event, and he clarified for me that this program was not a "Graduation", just a cute spring program. I accepted this clarification, and naturally inquired about the date for KG Graduation. That's when it happened...the bomb was dropped... there was NO KINDERGARTEN GRADUATION!!!! Apparently kindergarten graduation is no longer practiced in these parts, although no one was really sure just why. Unbelievable. Isaac graduated from kindergarten...we have pictures stored on the computer to prove it! Someday they may possibly even be printed! Grant is my littlest guy, my youngest! ( I know, I know, I only have two...one must be oldest, one must be youngest. But it makes it of no less import to me in my dramatic, motherly heart and mind.)
And then, after the conclusion of the "Spring Program" (which was terribly cute, and will be retroactively blogged about on some day this summer), a glimmer of hope entered my world. Isaiah's mom (aka my dear friend, Anne) texted me to let me know that Isaiah's teacher was holding a graduation for her class, as she had realized how much many of her student's parents cared about such an event. Anne suggested that possibly Mr. Martin could be persuaded to join in the fun, and provide we mommies and daddies of his sweet students with the sentimental torture that can only be achieved through such mile stones as Kindergarten Graduations, First Dates, Driver's Licenses, and High School Graduations. I grabbed onto this glimmer of hope like , what do they say?, oh, like a tick on a hound dog! I sent Grant to school to inform Mr. Martin of this incredibly important new development in the KG community. I shamelessly coached him to tell Mr. Martin that certainly he wouldn't want to be outdone by Miss H, would he???? I offered to bring refreshments to the event...whatever it took. Quite thankfully, Mr. Martin is a very reasonable man with a compassionate heart for his students, and quite possibly an acute awareness that there just might have been a relentless mother out there who would be more than willing to drive him to the brink of insanity in the pursuit of a graduation ceremony that included her six year old. ( I believe I should admit at this point that I do feel somewhat ashamed of even the possibility of how I may have actually nagged, begged, and pleaded for my heart's desire on this had it been necessary. I would like to take this moment to publicly thank Robert Martin for not creating such an opportunity for me to humiliate myself in that way :) Mr. Martin joined forces with Miss Heintzelman, and tonight there was quite a crowd to celebrate the class of 2023. Complete with Graduation Caps and Diplomas...
It's hard for me to believe that my little miracle boy - who weighed 6lbs 6oz. coming into this world, and had such a rough beginning to life, graduated kindergarten tonight. Wow. This is our boy, and what a joy he is. And how blessed is our family.
Thank you, one last time, Mr. Martin and Miss Heintzleman for creating this evening for so many families to make memories like these. You are so appreciated...unfortunately much more than you are shown.
Congratulations Grant-Boy. We are so proud of you.
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