It’s gone by so fast. I know, I know … They are clichés for a reason — so often they ring true.
After a year of preschool, Miles has learned so much. The difference I see in my almost 5-year-old little guy is incredible. I don’t know how his head hasn’t exploded with all the stuff he’s taken in — and not just shoved away in a corner — but really, truly comprehended.
I teared up watching him walk up in the media center of Culver Family Learning Center Wednesday morning to get his rolled up diploma. Yes, it’s hard for me to imagine him getting one year older. Of course, I’m emotional, thinking of all that he’s learned and accomplished in a year’s time. But selfishly, those tears and the tickly, choked-up feeling I got was about me.
All these days, weeks and months when Ms. Keri was so patiently (seriously guys, this woman — along with the paraprofessionals in her room, Ms. Angie and Ms. Kelly — is a saint) teaching Miles how to write, refining his ability to recognize shapes and firing up his curiosity for all things nature-related, I was learning too. Yep, Miles was schooling me. Or maybe life.
Either way, each day I was leveling up in parenting. I was tackling challenges I’d never been faced with before, crossing bridges I hadn’t even thought about. I was learning that previous thoughts of self-doubt in the work/parent balance were child’s play. Wait until you throw school activities and extracurriculars into the mix with work, nonprofit responsibilities and the occasional desire to have a social life.
Yep, life was teaching me this lesson.
But … and here’s the coolest part guys … I made it. Yep, Miles made it too. He graduated preschool, but his parents did too. And we earned all kinds of parenting badges along the way.
And while Miles and I both felt quite accomplished Wednesday with the extraordinary feat of making it through this year of new challenges, joys and triumphs — we’ll do it all again.
And again. And again. Because you never stop learning and growing. That big ol’ brain of his will just keep getting bigger and bigger.
And future kindergarten teacher, I’m apologizing right now. While Ms. Keri taught Miles so very much, she was unable to teach him how to stop talking ALL THE TIME. The lesson of silence is one that jabber jaw will forever be working on I’m certain.
Here’s a highlight of some of our favorite lessons from the year. You can guess which are mine and which are Miles’:
All of our friends are special.
Any kind of a snack or juice served in a shiny silver package is going to be the favorite.
Rainbows are arches!
Visits in the classroom, while wreaking havoc on a work schedule, are about the best things ever.
School lunch is pretty rad.
You never, never, never, never, never, ever, ever step on the road until the school bus is stopped.
And you don’t skip in the line.
Live animals are a big hit.
Singing is the best; I really, really, really, really like to sing.
Miles was in one of two inclusion classrooms. The empathy, understanding and leadership he has been blessed with from this experience are invaluable. I’m so grateful for that.
Those are skills I’d never be able to teach him. Ms. Keri wasn’t the only one teaching Miles. He learned so much from his friends in his class.
Yep, this year was a definite success. I’m ready (I think) to tackle kindergarten.