Today was punctuated with cheers and tears. The last day of school was harder on Lauren than I thought, and she cried on the way home, declaring how much she was going to miss her teacher.
I have been dreading the end of school, as our routine has slowly unraveled over the past two weeks. I was stoic, walking home from the library with the girls this evening, trying to sort out how to fill 10 weeks with fun and enrichment without parting from my sanity.
Yeah, after that, I will contemplate lesser stuff, like, say, the meaning of life...
4 comments:
Great post. They do get attached to teachers. I am sure you will have "a summer to remember" with the girls. Then it will be a quiet rubber room...
She must have been a wonderful teacher....how fortunate for Lauren for the positive experience.
Two words for you, my friend - Summer Camp.
To grandmothers house she goes...
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