This sounds silly, but part of my goodbye to this campus involved some pictures. I snagged my beautiful girls and took their picture in what used to be their "romper room." When we first opened, I taught Kindergarten. These girls were 2 and 3, so Nana babysat them in this room in the mornings while I taught. This sweet Georgian Southern woman taught them to save their bottle caps and pretend they were "biscuit cuttas." And a piece of candy could aways be found in Dr. Bob's pocket. I'm not sure I would have made it that first year without this couple loving my family and pouring into us.
And here's where I taught Firstborn Kindergarten, all those years ago.
This guy ate his first piece of birthday cake sitting right there.
And this darling was the pseudo-secretary of the school when she was a toddler. She sat right there, eating Turkish olives, and charming everyone who walked in. I would give money to the security guard (who she called her best friend) to get her a snack next door, reminding him something healthy would be good. She always came back with chocolate, and he always sheepishly admitted he couldn't help himself.
And so it was our last time to work at this school. God has been so good to us!