We got to watch a slide show of the kids throughout the year while we were waiting for everyone to arrive. It was fun to see how much bigger they've gotten. I did notice that Emerson had two picture attempts every time he appeared in the slide show. That's the way he rolls. Can't make a normal face, so I'm left deciding which is the best of what I've got. I guess the preschool teachers haven't learned the art of discrimination yet.
We got to make a fish craft (like a craft of a fish...not with fish.) My child hates crafts of all kinds so I got to hone my foam-cutting skills with those safety scissors. I sort of felt like the preschool teachers were judging me as my child stared off into space while I made a perfect fish craft. I just know they were thinking, "Well that's why he doesn't know how to use scissors. She is such a control freak that she won't even let him hold them! Look at her!" I invited Emerson to participate several times, but he very politely declined with a "No, thank you" every time.
After I proudly finished my fish craft, the kids sang all their songs from the year for us. They included You Are My Sunshine, The Days of the Week, The Months of the Year, I'm Bringing Home a Baby Bumblebee, etc. Emerson was an absolute stinker. I don't know what my face looked like, but I was dying inside. I didn't know whether to laugh or be mortified. He thought he was living on the edge and being very clever when he started singing the word "not" before everything. "I'm NOT bringing home a baby bumblebee, won't my mommy NOT be so proud of me..." And he beamed while doing it. Just as pleased as punch with himself.
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I am laughing out loud right now. The NOT game seems like pretty advanced humor for preschool, so you should definitely be proud. And there are way worse places to bust out the pelvic thrusts (I'd suggest the Primary Program but I don't want to jinx you.) All in all, it sounds like the best preschool graduation ever. Prepare yourself for him to be that kid who shows up to high school graduation with nothing but a pair of yellow galoshes under his cap and gown...
Haha I started crying reading this post to Troy (not the bad kind, and I know it doesn't take much). That is hilarious. I especially love the "not" before everything.
Haha. Pelvic thrusts. Don't deny, Ninny, you and Ben are always having midnight kitchen dance parties. Clearly he learned those sweet dance moves from you.
That pelvic thrust comment at the end was just icing on the cake! Sounds like "special friends day" was very entertaining for you.
Haha! LOVE it! I seriously laughed out loud when I saw the bottom picture. (I also love your new family picture at the top of the blog).
Hilarious! Oh, that's definitely going to be one you'll have to tell his future wife. :)
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