my preschool grad

Yesterday my little guy became a preschool graduate.

It's such a bittersweet experience for me. I didn't realize I would feel anything other than "this is normal", yet here I am feeling kinda sad but also very proud. Preschool has been such a blessing for little guy. Some people told me he was too young to start at three years old but I knew he needed it. Little guy is an only child and he needed social skills just as much if not more than learning skills. He has grown in amazing ways in just one school year. I am so happy with my decision to enroll him at three years old.

Our school has a KG building. It consists of Preschool, Lower KG, and Upper KG. If a child starts at three, he will complete a total of three years. There are only three classes of Preschool because not many people enroll their children at three (it must be said that our school is quite large so 3 classrooms for one grade is considered small). Many will wait until four when their child starts Lower KG. I've been told that this system is similar to the British system.

So we will still be going to the same building next year and we'll see everyone we know. But it'll be a little different. A new teacher, a new class (most of little guy's classmates will be in his class next year, something I'm happy about). We're really going to miss little guy's teacher. She is great. And I love his assistant teacher, so patient and caring.

I'm told that little guy's teacher next year is super. At our school, you ask around and get to pick your child's teacher. But you have to act fast, his class is already full. I put him on the list a couple of mths ago. It's a little crazy and a bit political (when people pay the fees that our school charges, it gives them some say in the matter, I guess). But I got him into "the best class". So I'm hoping for another great year. But change is not always easy. I will miss his teachers. I will miss his class. I will miss our routine. Little guy seems fine though. We've talked to him about the fact that he has finished school and will have a new teacher and new class next year. We told him how proud we are and what a big boy he is now. He's very happy to hear this but I think he's way more interested in our upcoming trip to the US. He talks about it just about everyday. And to be honest I think, and often talk, about it everyday too. :) We'll be going next month and we're all very excited! So when I feel this sad feeling about little guy finishing school, I just think of our upcoming trip and I feel a lot better! :)

After our summer trip, we'll have Ramadan and then another school year will begin. And my baby boy will start another year of school. I am very thankful for all of the blessings we've been given. I have an amazing little boy who I love very, very much! :D

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