Last Day at Kindy, Pics and Videos.

She proudly pedals the trike, but only after stealing it from her brother.

They were doing this for a while, playing so happily and cutely, until I got the camera of course. It took a bit of coaxing to get them back into the spirit.

They pedal happily for but a minute…

Then Georgia decides to do her own thing, as she very, very often does… much to Damon’s displeasure.

Since they’re both wearing their go-go-gadget outfits, I try to get ‘em to sing the song, unsuccessfully.

Dames loves to do the Go-Go-Gadget Copter.

But Go-Go-Gadget Airbag is my favorite. I haven’t seen the movie, but I’m guessing that the clumsy Inspector Gadget tries to use his airbag to protect himself but ends up flying all over the place. Regardless, it makes me cackle with laughter every time.

This is just my silly girl running in circles. She’s like a puppy sometimes, when she just goes and goes and goes and then drops from exhaustion.

The last day of Kindy not only meant the last day of the term for the kids, but also the closing of that location forever. It was kind of sad, and Mrs. O’s voice cracked a bit, but there was a Bouncy Castle for the kiddies and all the parents brought stuff for a Pot Luck lunch, PLUS a special visitor that Ho-Ho-Ho’s (and I don’t mean Bourbon Street Style either).

Jo and I conferred, and we’ve decided that we’ve definitely got the best looking kids in the World, if not at least Damon’s kindy. They’re sitting and waiting patiently for the Special Guest to arrive.

A friend of Mrs. O’s does this every year, but she says he doesn’t get around very well anymore and is getting WAY up there in the years, so I don’t imagine he’s got many more left.

The Pie could barely wait to get up there for her turn yet looked fairly nonplussed while up there and couldn’t wait to wiggle free.

Little Acey squealed happily while receiving his present.

Damon had a cold and even missed the first part of the day, so he was pretty subdued for most of the Santa Time. He did make it a point to go over and hug and talk with Santa a bit before he left though.

Haha, Mommy poses happily with child, doesn’t know that I’m still taking photos, then asks me if I am in an only-slightly-annoyed way.

Our boy proudly presents to Mommy all the stuff he’s been working on all term, with help from Mrs. O.

Mrs. O was introducing Santa and telling the kids a few important things, yet our little girl isn’t normally a part of the group, as she doesn’t go to school yet (though she’d LOVE to), so she doesn’t necessarily heed the instructions as well as the others.

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star. My dad drives a smelly car…”

Which I do, when we borrow my father-in-law’s car, Bob, it smokes and smells quite foul. The kids love that song, though at first I didn’t believe Damon when he told me that his teacher taught it to him. Heh.