Happy Trails to Preschool

Last Thursday, Miss Tabitha said bye bye to Preschool. She donned her homemade chaps (her preschool is a kids “ranch” and so there’s always a bit of a western theme there) and sang a bunch of fun songs about the farm/ranch and her days at her school. The last song was a “Happy Trails” and we were invited to sing along with the kids. It was almost as bad as Pomp and Circumstance for eliciting tears.

Then she was capped (with a cap made from a paper plate and paper bowl) graduate of preschool and handed a diploma. She, and all the other kids, told us what they wanted to be when they grow up. Tabby said “ballerina” which is the very same thing she’d told me a few days before when I’d asked. The answers were great, ranging from policeman (or “cop!” as said by one sweet looking little girl) to princess to wedding planner to super striker to mom.

She will actually be back at preschool in just a few weeks, this time with her sidekick Ben, to attend the daycamp program they have, but otherwise, preschool is done and before we know it she will be in Kindergarten officially. It was probably just because she graduated, but all weekend she’s looked bigger, older, more grownup to me. I miss her as the little girl who toddled around with her binky, but I love the big girl she’s become.