Today was bittersweet. Our little Nathan graduated preschool - the preschool we've been a part of since he was nine months old. He is SO excited to move on to kindergarten in the fall, but we will definitely miss this place. It felt odd driving away for the final time today. It was also my last parent help day, so I got to help prepare everything for graduation. His teacher had asked me to switch from my original day and I'm so glad she did. It was nice to be able to help on our last day there.
Here's the whole preschool class - 19 kids - getting ready for the grownups to come in for the ceremony.
They all made their graduation caps themselves. The decorations were clay people (their SuperKid alter egos) and with other various decorations representing their super powers. They each got to say their SuperKid name as they graduated. It was so cute! Nathan was Lightning Rod.

They also got to say what they wanted to be when they grew up. Nathan made the whole room "Awww!!" as he said, "I want to be a daddy".
The smile on his face just makes my day! He's so proud to go on to kindergarten and his teacher loved watching him grow up. She's known him almost his whole life!
Way to go, Nathan!
I didn't cry until I took this picture and his teacher said, "On to kindergarten you go...". And then I made her cry, too.
We made a lot of new friends this year and we're so excited to spend more time with them over the summer, from play dates to mommies nights. Nathan's teacher is moving on to grad school, so this was her last class as well. I ended my run as school newsletter editor (although I offered to help with the year end school-wide phone book, so my work isn't quite done yet, even though school is out). For my final newsletter, I wrote a goodbye piece discussing the impact the school has had on our family, and I'd like to share it with you.
“Farewell has a sweet sound of reluctance. Good-by is short and final, a word with teeth sharp to bite through the string that ties past to the future.” ~John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent
It is with sadness that my time as newsletter editor and our time here at the school is coming to an end. It is bittersweet in the best sense of the word. I am excited for my son Nathan to move on to his next step in education, as he leaves the Teddy Bears class and goes on to public kindergarten this fall. His excitement for the future is contagious and I’ll cheer with him as he graduates preschool. But this school has been such a huge part of our lives over the past five years, and it will be strange to leave it behind.
We began attending in the fall of 2008, putting my son Aiden in the Play Pals PM class just before he turned three. While most children cried and hugged their mothers on that first day, Aiden proudly walked into Casey’s classroom like he owned the place. Without any hesitation, he turned to me said, “You can leave now, mommy”. And that was it. We were home at CCC. Aiden now attends public school and is going on to 2nd grade this fall, with a Talented and Gifted classification. Without CCC and the help of the teachers, we would been lost as to how to properly nurture and identify Aiden’s educational needs. It was difficult at times, but we received love and support when it was needed most from the entire staff along the way. I absolutely credit the wonderful educators here with helping us down that path.
Now as Nathan wraps up his time here, I can rest assured that he has been well-prepared for the next step. With the opportunities that CCC provides to explore, question, theorize, and develop, I know that he has received the best possible start in early childhood education. I marvel at the work done at this school each and every day, and I will never forget the impact that it has had on our family. As parents, CCC has given us tools to be proactive and involved in our sons’ education. At our son’s public school, we have received compliments on how much we are willing to assist the teachers and be a presence within the school. That comfort level for us would not have been possible without our experiences in the classroom at CCC.
And so it is time to say farewell. But as we leave for the last time, I’ll remember the saying, “Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.” Farewell CCC, and thank you.