Last day of school.

We're both a little sad around here. For our separate reasons, Alla and I both *heart* Thursdays. But it seems this good thing must come to an end. That is, until preschool starts in the fall! I know one little boy who won't be sad about the end of the school year, though. No more waking him up to drag him there!

It is such a bummer that I had to snap this so fast that it's blurry. Ah well. This is how I catch him sleeping sometimes.

This is Kelli, Alla's main teacher, whom she adores along with Kathy, Jane, and Jill. Thank you all for being wonderful teachers and caretakers of my daughter all year.

There is a giant hill outside that door number five that is just a huge temptation everyday when the kids are released. Particularly fun on warm days and snowy days. We are usually just trying to get into the car, but today Fisher was fast asleep in the car waiting for us, so Alla got to take off running for the dandelions. What is it about that, well, weed, that the kids just love? She calls them sunflowers sometimes, and she brings them to me. We're trying to rid the yard of them, and she's bringing me handfuls to put in water. I love her. I'm so proud of you, Alla. Next year it's onto the big time: preschool!