I'm calling it graduation. We need a sense of achievement. Completion seems an understatement. These kids could've played the whole summer, gone to movies, parks, road trips, zoos and museums, ALL summer long. But they chose to come my club, MY club, out of all other places, EVERY Wednesday. It's not just a mandatory thing now. Ashley would refuse another invitation because she has a fun club planned already. My heart just melted with cheese when I heard that. No kidding.
SO...what will we do? How will we celebrate it?
I thought about giving them awards. Does everyone have to have one? I decided no, well, I'm thinking about my 8-year-old son. I'll give him a participation award. For now at least. Maybe parents are all tough to their own child. And we have reasons to.
My wonderful artsy colleague Chuck was so creative and nice to actually bake me a sample medal the day I told him about my plan.
Here it is:
I was amazed! Then we thought about promoting the idea and selling them to the world. But that's another blog. :)
I use clay, so this is the final product.
On the party day, kids were so happy hanging out together, eating, and getting this most precious award necklace ever. I know, I have to give myself praise with that.
No, I'm really proud of them. We did it! And our bond is stronger than ever! My son Aiden's best friend is Nelson now. That's made official through nights and nights sitting and rolling on the floor together. He started to look out for Nelson too when he almost tripped over a table once.
Lots of things start small in life. It's like a snowball, when you roll it, you never know how big it can become.
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