School's Out

Kitty finished Kindergarten way back in June and since we're almost ready to start 1st grade, I figure now is the time to talk about the last day of school.

It was sad and exciting and super hot outside.

It was super hot outside because I volunteered for Field Day.  Had I not volunteered, it would have been a perfect 72°.  I guarantee it. 

Here's Kitty on the first and last day of school.

The biggest change is all those missing teeth!  She lost a lot this year.  What a cute Kitty I have.

Here we are at Field Day.  I was in charge of a game called the Fireman's relay.  The kids had to fill a pail with water, pass it down the line, and dump it into a bucket at the end.  The first team to fill their bucket won.  It was a fun game but involved a lot of cheering  and herding on my part.  My froat hurt at the end.

And here's her teacher, Mrs. Nielsen.  She was amazing and I'm incredibly grateful for the way she watched out for Kitty all year. She gave Kitty a fantastic start to her school career.  I'm so sad Kindergarten is over.

Now on to 1st grade! (I'm wailing inside)

Fahja's Day

Ah, Father's Day.  That wonderful day dedicated to the glorious fathers of the world.  I went all out this year. (Wink, wink)

I didn't get Michael a present because he said he didn't need anything.  I was too lazy to think up a gift on my own.

I didn't make him a dessert because we were off sugar.

I didn't remember the steaks on the grill and incinerated them.  Whoops.

But before you start feeling bad for Michael, it was still a wonderful day.

I did cook the cheesy potatoes to perfection.

I did write him a love letter.  Don't ask to see proof - it's private you perv.

I did watch Superman and Superman II with him.

I did birth him a beautiful daughter who wrote him a sweet book at school.

See?  A wonderful day indeed.  Happy Father's Day to Michael!

Dancin' till Dawn

Once upon a time, Kitty danced in a recital.  She danced as a caterpillar and was the cutest caterpillar you ever did see. 

Her mother volunteered backstage for the first night's performance.  Her mother wasn't the cutest volunteer you ever did see, but she was the most indignant.  You see, Kitty's mother didn't actually want to volunteer because that constitutes work, and Kitty's mother always errs on the side of lazy.  However, Kitty's mother felt obligated to volunteer since Kitty's dance teacher is a friend.

This is why Kitty's mother shouldn't have friends. 

The recital was long.  Too long.  The children were tired and bored.  Very tired and bored.  The rooms backstage didn't have air conditioning and were sweltering.  Very sweltering.  Kitty's mother wasn't happy.  Very not happy.  The entire volunteering ordeal ended up lasting 5 and one half hours.  5 and a half hours!  Kitty's mother may have snapped near the end and raised her voice at the studio's office manager, when said office manager was all up in her business about misplacing a piece of paper.  Kitty's mother may have done that.  And she was justified.

Kitty danced beautifully and then cried all the way home.  Kitty said she never wanted to do a recital again.

Kitty's mother agreed.

But...there were a few fun moments.

Like playing with the tablet.  What happens when you give a kid a tablet?  Ten other kids swarm over.

 And the second night Kitty's mother got to be in the audience and not worry about the chaos swirling backstage.  She watched the cutest little caterpillar you ever did see dance beautifully, and then she took her caterpillar home at intermission.

It was the right decision.

Kitty may never dance in another recital again and that's okay with her mother.  If Kitty opts out of recitals, her mother won't have to worry about volunteering anymore.

And they will all live happily ever after.