Yesterday was a little rough for a couple of us though. We said goodbye to our beloved neighborhood elementary school. Budget cuts in our district have forced our school to close. The students and staff are being relocated to another building next year, but honestly? It's not going to be the same. I went to the closing assembly yesterday and it was very sweet. I made it back to the van before the tears began to fall. It feels silly to be attached to a building, but I've spent a lot of time in that place over the last six years and it holds a tremendous amount of sentiment for me.
The last day of school is usually always emotional for me anyway. It marks (yet) another milestone for my kiddos. They've each grown a year older and more physically and emotionally mature, and they've each grown a little more independent of me. It's a lot for my mama-heart to take in and usually that emotion ends up spilling from my eyes. It's also hard to say good-bye to teachers we've grown to love over the course of the school year.
Our sweet little Abbey has had the same teacher for two years. Abbey has grown to LOVE her (as have we) and I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when she walked out the school doors yesterday with tears in her eyes. It was hard to say good-bye. Abbey's tears triggered mine and we both walked out to the van a little weepy.
John and I sorta expected the day to be sad. We usually plan something fun to do with the kids on the last day of school to celebrate their year, their grades (they all had SUPER report cards!), and the beginning of summer.
after much debate about where to go for dinner we finally agreed on FiveGuys.