So my preschoolers have all moved on to kindergarten and I was super bummed to see them leave. I seriously cried a lot. It was hard to hear them say that they will miss me and it was really hard to see some of them cry over it. Really hard. I still get choked up thinking about it. I love them all so much and will miss them dearly as well. They were my first real class and I had an amazing time with all of them. It was seriously difficult in the beginning, no lies. I was devastated by how much the kids were testing me in the beginning. But in the end, it was utterly amazing to see how far we’d all come and how we all mutually respected each other at last. It was an amazing summer and I’m so glad I got to be the teacher of such fantastic children. It’s been a blessing. But alas, all good things must come to an end. I know they are going to grow up to be some really amazing people and I wish them nothing but good fortune. :)