Last day of three-year-old preschool.

I need to start off by saying how proud I am of Aiden and his wonderful journey he has accomplished this year. We started at one school knowing we would transfer to another mid-way through the year because of our new house.

When he first started he cried so hard every day for three months. Every. Single. Day I had to leave him fighting the teachers and balling his eyes out. His teacher said it was a product of me being a stay-at-home mom... I say peesh posh to that, I am just that awesome much of a wonderful mother! Or, I like to at least think that way!

Here is little man when he started

This year he has:

Learned how to spell his name

Learned to write his name

Can count to 10 in Spanish all alone

Can count to 20 in English all alone

Summarize and tell me what happened in a story (with his own crazy additions!)

Put on his own shoes

Dress himself in the morning

No more poo poo at night

Made 14 new friends

Moved to a new city

Learned not to cry when I leave him at school

Played soccer for the first time

Grown from a size 3T to a 4

grown into a size 12 shoe (!) 

learned to clean his room

I would say he has quite the list of accomplishments so far! He also loves his new school and teachers so much more. He talks about them all the time and I am excited he will have them all next year too. 

.... And then he broke out in a glorious 'start of summer' song! Just kidding, it was "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...."