Yesterday was Allison's last day of first grade. They went for a whopping 90 minutes, and it was pouring rain the whole time (hence the lack of the "final day of school pick-up photo." Her report card had come home the other day and - frankly - looked a lot like her winter report card. She was doing well in math, fine in reading, science, social studies, music, and PE, and could stand for some improvement in writing and art and organization (gee - wonder where that apple came from).
I don't have any wonderful reflections on the first grade year. Allison did not seem to particularly like or dislike her teachers (she still wants to be one when she grows up). We didn't hear much about her classroom teacher at all. She loved speech with Melanie on Wednesdays and cooking lunch on Fridays. She started to really read things - a point which I sometimes forget about and start to read directions or something for her. Of all her accomplishments, I find reading to be the most fascinating. It amazes me when Wii instructions pop up on the TV screen and she reads them and makes the appropriate adjustments. It saddens me a little that she no longer relies on us to be the "interpreters" of the world.
Allison has also learned to jump rope, to count money, and to hit a baseball. She still loves skirts and dresses, still loves pink, and has discovered the Berenstain Bears. She sometimes pretends she has a little sister named Lola, and develops great play schemes with Jacob.
We shall enjoy our summer, and here's to 2nd grade!
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