Jake's last day of preschool was Friday, and it was a carnival complete with games, snow cones, and even a "bounce house". I am really going to miss that place! Jake was a little sad too, but he wouldn't admit it. He just kept putting his face into my side and saying "I'm tired". I know he wasn't really tired because after school he went to a pool party, then another friend's house, and then we went to EPCOT at night, and he lasted just fine through all of that. I think it was a new feeling for him to be sad and happy about something at the same time. It is a little harder to him to understand being sad about something like that than being sad that he hurt himself or something. Growing pains!