Landon went to his last day of preschool today (well Friday...we have a picnic at the park, but today was the last real day), and they went on a walking fieldtrip to a local ice cream shop. The theme of this place is boats so they ate their icecream on a "boat" and while there Landon notices the blue mulch. He thought it was so beautiful that he decided to load his pocket with it so that he could show and give it to me. Which he did, as we were leaving the school. I am quite sure there was a blue mulch trail from the classroom to our car.
So Landon is currently at a Christian school, but as of next year he will be transferring to the local public school system. It is a great school system and I am sure all will be fine, but I loved the smallness of the Christian school. I loved his teachers and I loved walking down the hall and listening to children recite Bible verses. I loved how every holiday was centered around Christ rather than my child. I really just loved it. But we can't afford it and I know that the job of preparing my child to live in Christ in the world is our job, here at home. It was nice to have that added support at school...but I suppose we will just be required to step it up a notch here at home. But as I dropped him off this morning and made my way back out of the parking lot, I was sad on a few levels. Sad that my child is officially done with preschool (tonight is his graduation ceremony), sad that my time at ZCS is done (for now). And just sad that time passes so quickly. But I was excited too. Excited to have more freedom (this summer), to see all that Landon will learn next year, and to face his new era of parenting an elementary student. So I am just trying to savor yet another of Landon's "lasts" like I did his "firsts." Today's savoring occurred in my heart, and tonight at graduation with cookies and punch 
And tomorrow we start something new. Life really is exciting, if we allow it be.
My boys have been "going night night on the floor under a blanket" according to Noah. He asks for this every evening. What it means is, they all gather on the floor and watch Tom and Jerry together. It really is pretty adorable...and heart warming...and enduring...and well, you get the idea. This is one of those things I wish they would do forever. Well, they may...but before I know it they won't be watching Tom and Jerry...it will be Batman Returns or some other grown up movie. That is why I need a daughter to watch Beaches and Steel Magnolias with me someday 
I saw my first college roommate over the weekend. Some of you may know her . I would post a picture, but I am STILL WAITING ON IT (hint, hint ). You know...we haven't seen one another in ages (other than through xanga), but we picked right up and chatted the morning away like no time had passed at all. It was awesome. I love friends like that. We now have three boys between us and two husbands (one each) and mortgages...but conversation was just as easy (if not easier) as it was in college. We have some great memories together...we should really post some of those old pics sometime, Kristin! EDIT: PICTURE ADDED!!!
I work tomorrow and Thursday and I have a BIG two days ahead of me. I could really use prayer for wisdom and grace...and for those that I will be ministering to...to be open and receptive and willing to hang with me through the tough stuff. Thanks friends.
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