It’s a big day around the Lindsay Household: Preschool Graduation. Oh, let me correct that–a HUGE day! Yes, my darling 5-year old has informed me that it’s not just a big day, but a HUGE one.
Preschool Graduation, really?! I know, it sounds a bit silly to be celebrating the end of preschool. In some ways, it feels like she just walked off the stage with a PhD in Super-kidology. You see, her first day o f preschool was the day after her 3rd Birthday. She went on bus 5 days a week to attend this intense little school for over two years because she couldn’t communicate well. Kate suffers from a speech disorder called Childhood Apraxia of Speech. It looks like we are nearing the end of her apraxia journey, and we just had to celebrate!
The ceremony was so touching. Families crowded into the gym, moms brought balloons, dads came bearing bouquets of flowers. The Home and School Association (HSA) provided blue graduation gowns, and each student made their own cap, complete with yarn tassels. The principal read Dr. Seuss’s book, “Oh the Places You’ll Go” but he changed the words around so it read like it was all about Kindergarten. Each of the children were called up on stage individually to receive their diploma from their classroom teacher, complete with a handshake from Mr. Jeff the principal. But, the best part, by far was the photo montage. Misty eyes and all, we saw how our children went from tiny little preschoolers to big kindergartners over the course of 2+ years. As if that wasn’t enough of a tear-jerker, the kids all sang a song, “One Small Voice….Singing Strong.” Oh, my…now if I wasn’t fumbling around with my lastest gadget in trying to record the whole event, I would have cried like a baby. This song was so particularly touching because when Kate first started school, she hardly had a voice.
What’s more, I have to think of just how far I have come as a mother in the last 2 years or so. I didn’t believe Kate would ever talk–at least not to the extent she is now. The school staff at that very first meeting assured me she would, and I just teared up. I didn’t know what they would do to get my little girl to speak normally, naturally, w ithout struggle. With a team of educational professionals, speech pathologists and our own encouragement at home, I am happy to report that Kate can talk!
I know there is more to come . In a blink of an eye, we’ll be sending her off to college. This is just the beginning, but kid, you will move mountains!