Mathew Graduates!

Ack! I am so behind on blogging! Since I use this blog as part scrapbook substitute, part "I'm stressed out and I need to vent" forum, I really need to get cracking on the scrapbook part so I can resume the venting.

Let's dive right in!

Mathew graduated from Kindergarten!

His teacher, Ms. Jayne (otherwise know as Mrs. Buttram.. you can see why she opted for the nickname) is English. I find this very comforting because for some reason I naturally feel that those with British accents are more intelligent than the rest of us. Also, my children come home from school saying things like 'zehbra' and 'tomahto'. It's quite charming. Unless those children have just thrown all my 'tomahtoes' against the fence. Then...less charming.

Anyway. I was thrilled to see that nobody knocked themselves out and moved the lunch tables out of the background. I really think they set that "classy, Arkansan" atmosphere, don't they?
After the ceremonies, we all went back to his classroom for a final look at the artwork and a few photos.
When I ask Mathew for a smile, he really delivers!
Congratulations, Mafs. You're a fantastic kid. We survived the biting, the biting again, the "no underwear" fiasco and you learned to read, to boot! That's what I call kindergarten success.