School is out!

John's last day of PreK-3 was last week.  It was a cold, rainy morning, but we still snapped a quick photo with our carpool buddy, Connor.  John liked his first year of preschool.  His favorite classmates were Evan and Julieanne.  His favorite job was door holder (such a southern gentleman).  At his conference, his teachers described him as bright, helpful, and eager to learn.  And then they asked us, "Do you know that he can read?"  Our little bookworm can't wait for Pre-K next year when he gets to "go to school every weekday like Henry!"

Henry's last day of kindergarten was yesterday.  He had a great year, and so you will have to excuse the boasting of this proud Mama.  He was screened to take some standardized tests, and he scored in the 99th percentile for mental ability, the 99th percentile for reading, and the 97th percentile for math.  Those scores were more than enough to put him in "Target," the school's gifted program.  School is a long road, but the first few steps have gone well.  He is thriving and enjoying school, and I am elated and thankful for that.

When the kids got off the bus, the parents cheered and, per neighborhood tradition, pulled out the water guns and silly string.  I tried my best to attack Henry, but the little bugger got away.  Poor Frances doesn't like the neighborhood tradition.  She started crying as soon as the cheering and shooting and spraying started.

Now it's time for summer at home with these four crazies!