Thank you for giving me a voice to sing and ears to hear. I will promise to try very hard to keep my hands folded in prayer
or lifted in praise during my preschool graduation program.
Not once will I pick my nose, scratch my bottom, or try to distract my neighbor because I know hands are for hugging most of the time.
I may look back at these ridiculous pictures and question the brown socks with Topsiders and shorts on my long torso/no legs, but that is all. Thanks for helping with the whole accident prone/ER visit thing this year. It was starting to make my mom look really bad. And as much of your juice as she drinks, she is only responsible for the broken arm.
I’m totally ready for Kindergarten and I wish you’d help my mom with her lingering doubt. You would think the promise of getting rid of me every day would be enough motivation, but she worries I might not have the attention span.
In fact, if I manage to keep the graduation tassel on my graduation cap instead of swinging it around my head and catching it in my mouth like a pasty, I’ll call this whole preschool graduation ceremony a win.
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