And the winner is...

This morning at Chris' school, they had a Mom and Muffin' day. From 9:15-10am Mom's, Grandmothers, Aunts, etc, etc got to go to the school and enjoy muffin's with the kids. I went to the gym with my Mom, and then we headed off to the school.

While there, we were presented with gifts the children had made; whether they were a card, or a clay sculpture, or a silly hat, we all loved them the same.

At one time, the principal asked the kids to come up to get a gift the school had for their guests. Chris returned with a Dark Blue mug, with St. Vincent de Paul School written in gold (the schools colors). With the school closing, it is now a souvenior of what once was.

This is what this last month is like for me. The LAST Mom's and Muffin's, Tuesday's rescheduled field trip, is the LAST field trip for St. Vincent's, soon it'll be the last children's mass, and the last day of school, not for summer, but FOREVER.

Yesterday, Christopher shadowed at the public school. When it was time to pick him up, I had my Mom come, so she could see where the school was. When I walked into the office, I saw him sitting there smiling, as the guidance counselor talked to him.

The guidance counselor told me that the homeroom teacher he was assigned to thought Chris had a ball. I asked a few more questions, and we were walking out of the school about 10 minutes later.

When I asked Chris if he liked it, he said, "Better than Annunciation."(the private school he shadowed last week). I asked him to grade it on a scale from 1 to 10. He gave it a 9. (He gave Annunciation a 5). I asked if the kids were nice. He said, "They ALL were, not like at Annunciation." So, the decision was made. THIS was going to be Chris' new school.

Later that night, when we were sitting at dinner he told Michael about the day. He was EXCITED! He talked about the lockers and the traffic light at the lunchroom. (It lights yellow when the noise level gets too loud, and if it turns red, there has to be silence for 5 minutes). He was shocked that when the kids had something to work on, the teacher put music on; not only that, he took kids requests. To Chris this was the most exciting school ever, and that's exactly what I wanted.

Later on in the evening, Chris says, "Do you know why I gave the school a 9 and not a 10?" I shook my head no. "Because of CCD." But that was not the school's fault. So now the 9 became a 10. I felt sooo good with my decision. I asked God for a sign of what to do, and the gleam in his eye, and excitement in his voice was it.

Though it'll be sad to say goodbye to St. Vincents, it'll be a bit easier knowing Chris is so stoked to go to public school next year. And even though we will have to deal with CCD classes every Sunday morning, for the next 3 years, until he receives Confirmation, it'll be a bit of a comfort, because that is what my sister, Cindy, used to teach, and somehow I feel like she'll be there with him.