School is over for the year. I'm sad because I appreciate the structure it provides our lives, and that the boys are challenged and have creative opportunities they don't have at home. All 3 kids had a great year at school- they loved their teachers, played well with their friends (mostly... there were incidents of throwing mulch, back-talk to teachers, poop accidents, and injury by puzzle piece), and developed new skills. While their school isn't perfect, we've been more than pleased with the teachers all the kids have had, and have never for a second felt as though our children weren't loved and cared for.
Here are my babies on the last day of school:
|My boys. Benjamin won't keep a straight face.|
|Charlotte trying to pose like her brothers|
|Asher with Miss Alex|
|Benjamin and Charlotte with Miss Susie (the boys' head teacher)|
|Charlotte with her teachers Miss Grace and Miss Ruth|