Preschool Graduation

June 24th, 2010 by Diana

Graduation Feet

Graduation Feet

Fancy dresses?  CHECK

Fancy tights? CHECK

Party shoes?  CHECK

Potluck dish, plus picnic blanket, plates and utensils? CHECK

Two hyper & overtired girls and one frazzled mom?  CHECK

Then it’s time for the annual preschool Graduation Ceremony in the school garden, complete with adorable kid singing, ribbons bestowed on each child and a MayPole dance!

“I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills, I love the flowers, I love the daffodils, I love the fireside, when all the lights are low, BOOM dee ah da, BOOM dee ah da, BOOM dee ah da!” sang our beautiful cherubic children.

All this celebration preceded a huge potluck… A bounty of fantastic dishes.

But for some reason the DESSERTS were placed on the same huge groaning table as the main dishes, interspersed with the pasta salads and crudites.  Like a guided missile, A honed in on the double chocolate brownies and the layered strawberry sponge cake.  Helplessly I tried to set limits about HEALTHY FOODS FIRST, but my efforts were sabotaged by other kids taking brownies.

Finally I gave up and gave in:  for dinner, A ate 2 brownies, one bowl of strawberries with whipped cream, and one piece of layer cake.  My Sugar Kitty ran wild around the playground until she melted down completely, grabbing my skirt and tugging my dress rudely until I snapped.  It was a relief to get home and take a bath.

Look, my ribbon!

Look, my ribbon!

Beware the wrath of Sugar Kitty

Beware the wrath of Sugar Kitty

It's hard to watch a sister graduate

It's hard to watch a sister graduate

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  • My little daughter came home from school one day telling me they were going to have a spring celebration, and that she was going to be (or so I heard) a Maple Dancer. It was rather a letdown once she patiently explained it all to me.
    I think that I would have really liked Maple Dancers.