I also attended my son's graduation from fifth grade. I was concerned that he would not do well at the ceremony (lots of sensory issues with the Autism), but he did fabulous. We did not stay for the whole thing- he got his certificate of completion, had his picture taken with the teachers and assistants he's had for these last three years, and then we went to have dinner. He left with a smile on his face. I could not ask for anything more. It is amazing how fast they grow. I can remember when I could hold him up on my shoulder while he slept, and now he's almost as tall as I am (which isn't short, by the way). Bittersweet.
I spent the remainder of my evening sorting out those catch-all drawers from the classroom. Did I mention that I sort of cheated and dumped all of the contents into two boxes and brought them home the other day? So tonight I sat on the floor and sorted and bagged, and wrestled Babyzilla away from the bags of alphabet magnets. At the moment I put them back into the boxes, all in ziploc baggies, in specific sections of school supplies, crafts, science, math, and language arts. It's really too bad social studies doesn't naturally come with manipulatives. I should do something about that... Happily, it turned out that I actually have some very nice things that were hidden away in those catch all drawers- and now that my mind is on this organized track, I can actually think of how I could have USED THEM instead of having them stuffed in a drawer. But, next year, next year, next year is super teacher year! I think I need to put that to music.

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