Zachary is officially done with kindergarten. How weird. Even though he seems very much old enough to be in 1st or even 2nd grade for that matter, it is still surreal. For the end of the year, the kids clean off the walls and bring all of their art work home. It was very fun to unload his backpack that was filled with creations. At the bottom there was a special item that his teacher had been working on all year. They worked on journal writing and each week, she saved their entries and then the kids wrapped the 3 ring binder and brought it home to their parents. Each week the entry was clearly directed by the teacher on some subject they were talking about or a seasonal topic. I was going through the journal, and I was so glad to have these things documented. Anyways, I read along and came across something very interesting. One entry was a picture Zachary drew of me. The entry read: "This is my mom. She loves me." The very next entry was a sketch of Cory. The entry read: "This is my dada. I love him."
James asked me an interesting question the other night. "Mom, I have been meaning to ask you, what does it feel like taking care of so many kids?"
Hazel is walking. Her personality is flourishing and her hair is whitening. Everyday her hair seems to get whiter.
That is our update!
Thursday, June 5, 2008
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