Jonathan had a birthday this past week. I think he had a good day. He had to work, but we went out to dinner and he got some fun presents and the girls loved helping me with the cake. Happy Birthday, Sweetie!
And Sami graduated from preschool. Well, not really, because she is going to the same preschool next year, but ya know, they do this at the end of every year.
She was so happy. So happy that Dad and Grandma came and that she got to dress up and be with her friends.
They did a little program. It was short and sweet, perfect. They did the Pledge of Allegiance...
sang some cute songs...
got her certificate and report card...
and we were so proud!
She did have a small embarrassing moment after this picture. She was going to sit down and missed the chair. She fell and landed between her chair and her neighbor's chair and started crying. She was hurt a little but mostly embarrassed. Jonathan went up and put her in her chair and talked to her and she recovered quite well, I thought. I wasn't sure she would, I thought she might need to come and be with us. But I was so happy when she was able to stay up there and not cry. After the program we told her how proud of her we were and how things like that happen to everyone.
Sami has learned so much this year in preschool: how to spell and write her name, write all her letters, use pencils and scissors, memorized her phone number, and learned the Pledge of Allegience (well, mostly). And she kept her light on green all year, meaning she didn't get in trouble. There were some mornings that I would not have been surprised if she didn't come home with her green stamp, because we had a hard morning here, but she always came home with her green stamp. That makes me happy.
Congratulations, Sami Girl!
