Gradulation
My little girl is graduating from preschool today.
She calls it "gradulating," which I think is a pretty apt name for it. :) I can't believe she's old enough to "gradulate" from anything. It seems like just yesterday she was a tiny baby, sleeping in my arms with her nose nuzzled up against my neck. She was the most cuddly baby, always snuggling in as tight as possible, for hours on end.
Chief Greasemonkey
I never thought she would walk. She was just so tiny, I think her feet had to grow before she could balance on them, because she didn't walk well until she was almost three! No problems now, though -- she can walk, run, dance, climb... and does so probably better than I do. *g*
She has always been such a lady, loving to dress up and go out. Whenever we go to the store, she has to take the appropriate accessories for the season -- purse, hat, sunglasses, toy cellphone. She'll throw that purse over her arm and rest one hand on her hip and sashay into the store like she owns the place.
Just yesterday, she told me she wants to be an art teacher when she grows up. :) She is definitely the artist out of all the kids, and she loves to help other people. I think she would be a really good art teacher! I hope the pay is better by the time she gets old enough to choose a career, but I'm not holding my breath. Oh, well. I'm so flattered that she even wants to walk in my footsteps, even if she changes her mind by the time she gets older. She'll kick butt at anything she does.
I'm so proud of my little big girl!
She calls it "gradulating," which I think is a pretty apt name for it. :) I can't believe she's old enough to "gradulate" from anything. It seems like just yesterday she was a tiny baby, sleeping in my arms with her nose nuzzled up against my neck. She was the most cuddly baby, always snuggling in as tight as possible, for hours on end.
Chief Greasemonkey
I never thought she would walk. She was just so tiny, I think her feet had to grow before she could balance on them, because she didn't walk well until she was almost three! No problems now, though -- she can walk, run, dance, climb... and does so probably better than I do. *g*
She has always been such a lady, loving to dress up and go out. Whenever we go to the store, she has to take the appropriate accessories for the season -- purse, hat, sunglasses, toy cellphone. She'll throw that purse over her arm and rest one hand on her hip and sashay into the store like she owns the place.
Just yesterday, she told me she wants to be an art teacher when she grows up. :) She is definitely the artist out of all the kids, and she loves to help other people. I think she would be a really good art teacher! I hope the pay is better by the time she gets old enough to choose a career, but I'm not holding my breath. Oh, well. I'm so flattered that she even wants to walk in my footsteps, even if she changes her mind by the time she gets older. She'll kick butt at anything she does.
I'm so proud of my little big girl!