Zevan turned five this past Saturday. FIVE.

We had a really nice, small family party on Saturday. And then on Sunday, we had a swimming party at the Aquatic Fitness Center. The day was GORGEOUS. After the party, we walked to the park near Prospect Lake with the Ruch family. It was really a nice day.

I’ve been struggling with this new phase of motherhood. Now I’ve got ELEMENTARY SCHOOL AGE kids. Infant, toddler, preschooler, no more.

Unlike some in my position, I am in no way interested in having any more children to get that feeling again. NO, thank you. I’m just nostalgic for my boys during those stages. This transition is especially hard now knowing that we are moving to a new building next year for school.

On Monday, Zevan had his birthday walk at school. And afterwards, Miss Paula said that since Zevan was now 5 years old, he could start going to Specials (PE, Music, Art) with the kindergarteners. Zevan was SO excited! And to add to his excitement, nearly all his specials have Zander in class with him. Bonus!

Every day since then, he has reported to me which special he attended and what they did.

When I took him to school today, there was a note on the door that they were going to take a picture of the whole school – students, teachers, etc.

I thought about it on the way back to my car, and I suddenly felt very sad. I had been so focused on making sure that they had a Montessori program, and was thrilled that the program would stay open, even though it was a different location. But today, I felt an *ache* in my heart that we would be leaving this building – where Zander had spent his first 3 years, and Zevan had spent his first 2 years, of school. Where they learned to read. And add. And made so many friends. I’m really going to miss it.

After my day with Candy and the spa visit, I headed home. The boys came home later than usual, but no less energetic.

As we got ready for bed, Zevan reported, “Mom, it was music today. And I was singing the songs.”

And I asked him what song it was, but he couldn’t remember. So Zander tried to jog him memory by reciting some lyrics. Then they started singing together.

It was to the tune of “You’re A Grand Old School.”

Something like-
You’re a grand old school
You’re an outstanding school
and forever with peace may you stay
You’re the model of
The school I love
The home of the children of our day
Every heart beats true
for the heroes of our school
…something, something…
But should auld acquaintance be forgot,
Keep your eye on our grand old school.

I need to ask the boys to sing it again tomorrow.

I got very emotional thinking that they were learning this song to say farewell to their school.

*sniff*

If they sing that on the last day of school, there will not be a dry eye in the house.