Last Day of School

And just like that, another school year has come to a close.

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It always hits me after they are out the door and the classroom looks empty. Old supplies are thrown away, student projects, folders, and pictures have been taken home. The room is bare. And I realize they aren’t coming back. That’s when my eyes prick with tears. Goodbyes are hard. I’ve spent 9 months with them. They were babies when they came to me. I mean freshly 5 year old babies! I spent 6.5 hours a day, 5 days a week with them for 180 days! Right before my eyes they grew up a little bit more and now they are moving on. It’s hard every year.

Of course there is another side to the last day of school. The side of me that is so excited to be a stay at home mom with my own babies for 2 months. Joshua and I have a summer “bucket list” of all the fun things we want to do. I can’t wait to slow down with the boys. Summer mornings and coffee on the back patio while they play before it gets hot. A lot of swimming in Grammy and Papa’s new pool. Play dates with friends. Camp outs in the backyard. Yes, I’m excited.

I am so thankful to be a teacher. I can’t say it’s a job because I feel like teaching is more of a lifestyle. I get the best of both worlds because I get to be a working mom and a stay at home mom.  I am sad (like really sad!) to see this year’s class go, thankful for my summer and excited for my new group of kinder babies.

One thought on “Last Day of School

  1. Thank you for making me cry. I guess because he’s my baby, it’s been harder to see Brody leave kindergarten than the other kids. And he loves you so much! You’ve been such an awesome teacher! Thank you for giving him such a good start! Love you lady!

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