Another Mom is my son's class asked me if I would want to go in on a "teacher gift" with her. I like to do my own thing...but since I have a hard time saying no, I said, "sure". So, we ordered a Dr. Suess picture with all the kids names on it since it was Miss Enck's first year teaching first grade. It's not something I would normally order but it turned out really cute. I would highly recommend the company too. We ordered it less than two weeks ago and it came in the mail four days later! They worked really hard to get all the teacher's gift out in a hurry. It was $14.95 and Shipping and handling were included. The frame is from Michaels.
The print was ordered from here.
I finally bought some chalkboard paint for the first time! I was amazed at how far just a little bit of that paint goes. I used a pickle jar to paint on. It took about 6 coats of paint, but now I know that using chalkboard paint on glass really does work. What doesn't work so well is the chalkboard marker. I will never buy one of those again. Real chalk works great...but once I used the yellow chalk marker, it wouldn't completely come off. So, I only got one shot with the marker and had to leave it "as is". Brady wanted me to draw a smiley face...I wanted to wipe it off and start over but no such luck! These are for the bus driver.
I'm really excited about school being out. I'm excited about having Brady all to myself (if you're reading this Hon, you know what I mean) during the day...just like old times before school stole him away from me. With that being said, I have been feeling a little sad the last couple days as I get teacher gifts together, write notes of thanks, and celebrate the end of another school year. I'm sad that 1st grade went by so quickly. I'm sad that Brady has gotten taller in the last two months. Sometimes when he gets off the bus I am a little suprised. I picture this little boy coming down the steps and running over to me. But instead when I see him, he is actually much much bigger and not that little boy anymore. In my mind though...he is still little. In my reasoning (and defense) I think that when you have only one child, you try and hold onto every moment as long as possible. It'll pass and I'll get over it because we have.....
One and a half more days to go!