Friday was Bridger's last day of preschool.  It is a sad day for me.  It was a great experience for Bridger.  He  grew up a bit while he was there.  He had an amazing teacher, Mrs. Boyd.  I wish she could move in with us.  She did a lot of good for us.

Grandma and Grandpa were here for the last day.  They came along to support Bridger.  I was thrilled that they were there because I didn't have to do the corny folk dance with Bridger.  Naturally her would choose Grandma over Mom.  Yeah!

Since day one of school Bridger has been in serious competition for the "champion trophy" that Mrs. Boyd told them about.  Honestly I think that was the only things that kept him going through the rough times.  He talked about ti so much.  On the last day he FINALLY got it!  (so did every other kid)

He has carried it around for a few days now and decided dad could have his trophy back now that he has one to replace it with.

Good job Bridger!