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Last Day Of School

Thursday (I know, I'm a little behind) was the kids' last day of school. I am so thankful that they are finished so that I can stop being 1/2 at camp and 1/2 at "life."

Hays ended fifth grade (and elementary school) on a big high. I am so proud of him this year. He left home and friends and everything he was used to and came to Durango and jumped in physically and emotionally. He made some good friends this year and a very special best friend in Kenna. I heard (via an unnamed source) that he bawled his eyes out. . .he told Kenna that he had the best year and that this had been the best school. He was just so sad that this great year was over (I wonder if some of the tears were pre-middle school nerves?). But, it made this momma so happy to know that the move didn't ruin her boys' life.

Maggie ended in typical Maggie fashion. . .no tears and no emotional drama! She headed to a friends' house to spend the night. She did great this year, too. She didn't really recover emotionally from the move, but she made the best of it is ZERO complaints. She made several great friends: Kayla (her best here in Durango), Jordan, Taryn, Campbell and many more. She is headed to Missouri on Tuesday to see the friends she left behind: Hally and Emmy!

Tiki's first round at Kindergarten is finished. I cried when I hugged his teacher, Mrs. Greenberg. She was so perfect for him. She set realistic expectations of him and noticed when he accomplished something great (great for Tiki, but very normal for his peers). There just weren't words to completely express my gratitude for her. I am so thankful that Tiki gets her again next year!


Dax is headed to Kinder next year and Gabby is headed to pre school. There were many "lasts" on Thursday and I am thrilled for this summer break before we all move on to our new places in life (educationally speaking).

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