Mother's Day Tea - May 6th @10:00am
Our Mother’s Day Tea is May 6th. This is a time in which we recognize someone special in your child’s life. This someone special could be a grandparent, mom, dad or another significant person. The schedule is below and we hope all will join. This is a special event for the students, we hope that you can make it.
Priprimary Two’s – 10am
Primary – 10:30am
Lower El – 11:00am
Green Door – 11:30am
“Someday when the kids are grown, life will be different. The note on the refrigerator will read, “at hairdresser,” or “browsing in the art gallery,” or “started golf lessons”; instead of “pediatrician at 2pm”, or “cub scout pack meeting at 4”…
Someday when the kids are grown, the house will be free of graffiti; there will be no crayoned smiley faces on the walls, no names scrawled in furniture dust, no pictures fingered on steamy windows…
Someday when the kids are grown, I’ll get through a whole chapter of an engrossing book without being interrupted to sew a nose on a teddy bear, stop a toddler from eating the dog food, or rescue the cat…
Someday when the kids are grown, I won’t find brown apple cores under the beds, empty spindles on the toilet paper hanger, or fuzzy caterpillars in denim jeans. And I will be able to find a pencil in the desk drawer with lead, and the comics still in the center of the paper.
Someday when the kids are grown, I’ll breeze right past the gumball machine in the supermarket without having to fumble for pennies. I’ll walk down each isle freely without fear of inadvertently passing the candy or toy section, and I’ll consider cereal without considering what noise it makes, what prize it contains, or what color it comes in.
Someday when the kids are grown, I’ll prepare Quiche Lorraine or scallops almondine or just plain liver and onions, and no one will say, “Yuk! I wish we were having hot dogs,” or “Jimmy’s lucky his mom lets him eat chocolate bars for dinner.” We’ll eat by candle light without arguing about who gets to blow out the candles.
Someday when the kids are grown, I’ll get ready for my bath without first having to remove a fleet of boats, or soggy tennis balls from the tub. I’ll luxuriate in hot, steamy water with no fists pounding on the door and a small voice yelling, “Hurry up, Mom, I gotta go!”
Yes, someday when the kids are grown, life will be different. They’ll leave our nest, and the house will be quiet…and calm…and lonely. Then I’ll spend my time, not looking forward to SOMEDAY, but looking back at YESTERDAY.”