When he started preschool 2 years ago, he was a timid, shy little guy who didn't want to talk or take pictures or participate in class. While his personality still keeps Henry on the shy side, he has grown leaps and bounds in his confidence and ability to try new things. I couldn't have asked for a better school or better teachers to love and lead my little guy as he emerged from his cocoon.
I seriously thought that I would be unaffected by a preschool graduation. That was pretty dumb of me. My baby started preschool as a cute-as-a-button, rolly polly toddler and he is graduating as this happy, tall, handsome little boy. He has changed so, SO much and I am suddenly aware of the loss of his babyhood. I know there are many incredible moments and memories to come, but I think I might spend a little while wondering where the time went so fast.
It was nothing short of incredible to see Henry happily run up on stage when his name was called to receive his "diploma," knowing that not too long ago, he wouldn't have DARED do that in front of all those people! I could go on and on, but I'll just say that Henry...Daddy and I love you so much! You are a smart, funny, silly and creative little boy and we couldn't be prouder of you! Thank you for making our lives full just by being you. And for using the Force on me all the time.
And here are a few pics from the night:
Never serious for long...
we've lost all seriousness.
Wyatt was proud of his big brother, but wanted to get his hands on some cake!
(do you like my pirate face?)
What says Preschool Graduation better than a giant serving of sugar at 7:45 pm?
And one last pic...Henry and his teacher, Mrs. Nelson, as he left his very last day of preschool.
I might have had a tear for the removal of sweet, baby Henry and his trees, but it was time to add Wyatt to the banner! I needed a simplified, clean look, so back to a Blogger template we go. It's refreshing, really. Hope everyone is having a great week. So far, I'm surprised I haven't gone completely grey, but hey - that's life!
(that's me attempting to laugh off the minute-to-minute trials our second born gives me every day)
Well, it is really lame that Blogger went down and erased everyones posts. EVERYTHING I typed is gone, but my videos were still loaded. LAME.
Anyhow, my post said something about Wyatt being a monster. Which he is. But he balances that out with being rather sweet and cuddly. And apparently he knows his letters and can kind of count, so when a stranger at the grocery store looks at me in horror as he screams full-blast and hits my arm, I can yell back at her, "IT'S OKAY BECAUSE HE'S SMART!"