Today was the school picnic. It was fun. Of course, the drizzly rain dampened things a bit, but overall, it was fun.
First graders were in "gold" this year--and they decorated their shirts with a bleach pen--our class had suns created with a "big circle" template and the imagination of every child creating their own sunshine. Adorable. (And I have to say that the each-grade-in-one-color-shirt idea deserves a Nobel Prize. Seriously.)
Magician in the morning, then some sand art and indoor cart races then lunch. Nobody threw up today, and I lost a dollar on that bet. Seriously.
The drizzly rain did NOT keep us from enjoying the Blongo Ball, Body-boppers, bean bag toss or the duck races. And it didn't stop me from getting in the creek to help out, either. Of course, those little ducks were pretty sneaky in getting past me, but I caught 'em all in the end (and the Howler won a prize--the first 3 winners did--so everything is okay.) It's also heartwarming to see Dads at the picnic...especially Dads who are willing to hop on one foot to take off his shoes and socks and get in the creek to help, too. And then even more so, when the Dad in the creek hops on one foot, in the creek, to put his socks and shoes back on (and giggling while waiting for him to fall in the creek entirely) Seriously.
Then, finally, after this entire year, figuring out which kids were which.I couldn't tell the difference between most of the boys or the girls for most of the year. There were 4 boys from the Howler's class last year, so those, of course, I knew. But the rest of them? Other than the two other girls in the class with dark hair, they all looked the same--and all their names, it seemed, began with the letter A. Seriously.
It was fun, and while I'm sad that this year is ending, I can't wait for next year.
Seriously.
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