Last Day of School

Today is my baby girl's last day of school. Her first year of school, her last day, she's so big but so little at the same time.  I asked how she feels about school ending and she said, a little sad.

Of the many things that have happened this year, the biggest is a transformation in the way she interacts with other kids. 

• She's made a BFF, Oscar, but he will be going to a different school next year.  They build germ jails (me: "What's a germ jail?" her: "It's a jail for germs.") and eat lunch together most days.  They traipsed through the forest on a recent camping trip and rode scooters and played in their own world without us.  
• She looks up to the kindergartners, says they are her favorite people in the whole world.  
• She works on something called binomial cube.  And recently, the trinomial cube!
• She paints, a lot.  A prolific amount of art comes home in her folder every week.  She cuts and glues, she does watercolor, she brings pictures of germ jails to us. 
• She does knot-tying, and needlepoint, a burlap stitch.  The burlap stitch means she brings home fabric cut-outs that make cute bookmarks.

This morning, she said she was excited for her first summer break.  She also said that she would be my best friend as long as I love her.  And I said, I will always love you!