Party On.

It always seems like the last month of school, with all of its crazy end of the year activities, is also jam packed with non-school activities. I don't know how that is, but it is.

The two kindergarten classes at June's school (you read that right--two! Our elementary school is teeny, and I LOVE IT.) put on an end-of-the-year extravaganza for the parents, and Dan and I had a great time watching it.

The show was a gripping story called, "The Superkids". It was fresh and risky. The twist in the story really threw me! These kindergartners are not afraid of being edgy.

In other words, I actually have no idea what the show was about.

I do know that June and a few other girls played the part of "Cass" who is a girl that likes to cook. Other kids had other parts. There was some singing and dancing. June scrubbed a cardboard bus clean with some other kids.

I really have no idea. But it was cute.

The sweet girl to the left of June must have been assigned to June because every time June needed to move to a different part of the stage, this girl found her and took her by the hand to that spot.

June did a lot of the singing and dancing but also didn't do a lot of it. Even when she wasn't fully participating though, I could tell she was participating in her mind and thought she was doing the actions. She definitely felt fully engaged.

After the show, we went out for ice cream, (LAST LICKS I LOVE YOU) and another girl from the production was there and was extremely excited to see June. She introduced herself as Kiera, and I could tell that June had no idea who the girl was. Kiera and June talked and talked at the ice cream shop until Kiera had to leave.

Later that night, June turned to me and said, "It was so nice seeing my best friend today, wasn't it?"

To which I replied, "It sure was."

To which she asked, "Mom, what was my best friend's name again?"

I love that girl. She sure is trying.

June was also invited to her first birthday party, and much to the delight of Gwen, the whole family was invited.

Braeden's party had it going on. Small animal petting zoo, big animal petting zoo and pony rides to boot.

There was a ton of delicious food that I enjoyed and also wanted to stuff some in my purse but a voice in my head told me not to. It was a very faint voice, and I figure it must by my classy side, suffocated to the point of quiet faintness after years of wearing stained clothes and teaching my kids about the 5-second rule of eating things off the floor (more like 5 minutes at our house).

Of course, the pony rides were the best part.

I wanted a pony ride too but that same voice piped up and said that this miniature horse was not up to the task. Apparently, my classy side is kind of critical.

The nice kid leading the pony could tell that Gwen wanted a second pony ride, so he helped her go again. We stayed the better part of the day, eating and chatting and playing, and it was quite nice.

The End.