2nd grade

Oliver's second grade class had a party last Wednesday.  They put on a little program for the parents.  It was awesome.  They took turns reading from Skippy John Jones.  Oliver's part was of a Chihuahua with a mexican accent.  He read it with the perfect accent.  I was amazed, with a huge smile on my face.  He said it loud and with tons of expression...which is something he has really been working on this year.  

Here he is reading his part of the alphabet.  He read it so loud and clear.  He said he was really nervous and his hands were shaking but you could have fooled me.

Oliver got an award for being a great writer and a superstar mathematician...He is so smart and works so hard.  He really wants to do good in school and is always working to do better.  I couldn't have asked for a better kid and am so proud of the little man he is becoming.  

(he's almost 9 so we have been working hard to get his wolf badge taken care of.  Tonight he planned and prepared dinner, set the table and cleaned up.   He took it so seriously and tried hard to do his best.  I was kinda shocked because I expected him to just want to get it over with. What a good boy. )

Oliver had the best teacher Mrs. Gustin.  She is amazing (and tiny).  She is so smart and really pushed Oliver to try his hardest.  I am sooo grateful for such wonderful teachers.  My boys have had the best there is.   Oliver loved her and was so sad to say goodbye to her. 

Oliver's good friends.  He loves them.  

After I took Oli home this day I backed into another car that was also backing out.  I couldn't believe it.  I felt like such a dummy.  It was the mom of another girl in Oliver's class.  I hugged her and we decided that the damage was about the same on both cars....so we would leave it at that.  I was so embarrassed...and sad that I put a little scratch in my car.  

The last day of school after Rob's graduation, we stood outside with the whole school to sing the school anthem one more time.  I teared up.  I felt so sad to be leaving all the teachers I love, and the only school my kids have known.  We have loved it there...and we all felt pretty sad leaving.