Red, White and Blue,
Red, White and Blue,
This is our flag.
(When Callie and Jana were little, this is the patriotic song that they sang each morning in preschool. Of course, that means that they also marched around the house singing it on a regular basis. )
This morning was the annual Red, White and Blue celebration at our neighborhood elementary school. This is the only school in our city that is a "year-round" school, so this celebration also marks the end of the school year for students and teachers. Many neighbors bring their lawn chairs to the front lawn of the school to hear the fourth graders sing and recite patriotic lines.
The entire school sits on the front driveway and there is usually a brief speaker---this year our new superintendent. 
Here are a couple of my favorite little preschoolers, decked out for the occasion in their new sunglasses.
Unfortunately, the temperatures were already near triple digits in the morning when we brought the preschoolers out to find their spots on the front row. Soon, we were all drenched in sweat. But, despite the heat, once again I got goosebumps as the crowd stood to sing "I'm Proud To Be An American". Happy Birthday, America---a little early.
Red, White and Blue,
This is our flag.
(When Callie and Jana were little, this is the patriotic song that they sang each morning in preschool. Of course, that means that they also marched around the house singing it on a regular basis. )
This morning was the annual Red, White and Blue celebration at our neighborhood elementary school. This is the only school in our city that is a "year-round" school, so this celebration also marks the end of the school year for students and teachers. Many neighbors bring their lawn chairs to the front lawn of the school to hear the fourth graders sing and recite patriotic lines.
The entire school sits on the front driveway and there is usually a brief speaker---this year our new superintendent. 
Here are a couple of my favorite little preschoolers, decked out for the occasion in their new sunglasses.
Unfortunately, the temperatures were already near triple digits in the morning when we brought the preschoolers out to find their spots on the front row. Soon, we were all drenched in sweat. But, despite the heat, once again I got goosebumps as the crowd stood to sing "I'm Proud To Be An American". Happy Birthday, America---a little early.
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