It happens every year, right?

The days start to get shorter and big kids head back to school. We’ve been mercifully protected by this phenomenon being in a year-round preschool program. But only kinda.

Each year around Labor Day, the staff takes a few days to rearrange the school, adjust classrooms, move cubbies, and redecorate so that they kids can return and join a new school year just like everyone.

This four days away from school is relatively brief, but it forces us to take a vacation. This year, we’re heading to DC to visit the F and G parts of the family outside Bethesda. We’ll see our beloved cousins, auntie, uncle, and grandparents for far too short a time and then head on back to a new school year.

Holden’s class voted to become the Princess Whales in the fall. Sorry to anyone holding out genuine hope that the Robot Skeletons might prevail; in the end, even Holden didn’t vote for the RS. I will have you know that he was the only boy in his group to cast his vote for the Sea Turtles and all the other boys voted for Princess Whales, so there you have it. Even with Holden and two teacher votes, the Sea Turtles lost 9 to 5. That’s democracy. I’m assured that Princess Whales are, in fact, a real animal (and not just a sound-alike for Princess of Wales). We’ll be learning more about them over the coming months.

Milo’s class of toddlers is getting ready to become Dolphins. As such, we drop him off in the big outdoor yard with Holden and are working on a new goodbye routine. This morning, as I wrestled a book out of his hands, he talked me into reading it. As I read to Milo, a cluster of little ones joined in. I felt like the Pied Piper. And, no, saying goodbye wasn’t any easier after reading the book. Oh well.

Reading to 7 kids

Reading to 7 kids

As we sprint toward the end of Summer, Holden is taking his first official swim lessons. I signed him up for eight lessons (One each day Monday through Thursday for two weeks in a row). We’ve gone through three so far. Alec and I are very proud. I would say its going medium, but that’s just a blend of really hot and really cold, depending on the day moment, he either loves it or hates it.

There he is with the brown and blue trunks

There he is with the brown and blue trunks

My favorite part is watching him at the beginning of the lesson lining up with the other kids and telling the administrator his name on a clipboard. I think he likes the splashing and pretending he is as fast as a cheetah (as fast as a cheetah runs, not as fast as a cheetah swims)!