Last night Addison had soccer practice at 6:00 and then the school had their annual hot dog dinner starting at 6:30. At the dinner they kiddos eat hot dogs with their friends and families and then each class does a short little recital. Usually consisting of fun little songs and dances.
Since Addi missed soccer last week when we were out of town, I just made up my mind she would miss the hot dog dinner this year. However, she shed many tears over missing the event. I decided she would go to half of soccer and she could talk to her coach about leaving early.
This is what we did. We arrive at the dinner in enough time to scarf down a dog and a cupcake and settle in for the recital.
I don't know if subconsciously I knew how hard it was going to be, or if it even crossed my mind, but waiting for Addison to perform, was extremely hard.
The youngest classes perform first and then they work up to the older kids.
In years past we watch Jake perform and then wait for Addison to perform.
It was gut wrenching, sitting in the pew, watching Jake's precious classmates perform songs that he should be singing with them.
I guess I didn't realize it would have that big of an effect on me, but it was truly one of the hardest events for me to witness in a long time.
Jake has been "with" his class for the past 3 years. Some kids have come and gone, but the bulk of them have stuck together. I couldn't believe I was watching them do their thing without our Jaker-Doodle.
This is the class, that when I drop Addison off in the mornings and pick her up in the afternoons, run to smuggle him in hugs and kisses, show them what they are doing in class, and scream in delight when they see his face.
These kids, at three, know a part of their family is missing.
We are so blessed to have found this school. The teachers show amazing support for our kids, teach them wonderful things, how to walk in Jesus's footsteps and most of all love them with all their hearts. This is truly evident everyday in the looks of concern and compassion on their faces when I take my angels into this place. It is going to be one of the hardest things at the end of this year as Addison"graduates" to a public kindergarten.
I wish I could be a fly on the wall in their classrooms one day and see how these amazing role models are teaching our kids such amazing things, that are not only academics, but also, God's love, compassion, empathy and support of one another.
We are blessed to have found them and pray for the day Jake can rejoin his other family.
God Bless~ Christine
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