My oldest daughter Kate just finished kindergarten. At that age, I don't think they really appreciate summer vacation yet. I asked her if she was excited to have three months off to swim, play, sleep in, and go on vacation. She said that sounded good, but there wasn't the euphoria of a 5th or 6th grader, or high schooler. She said she'd miss her classmates, and teachers, and was kind of sad that the school year was over. I guess that's a good thing, she loved school.
I don't remember much about my days in kindergarten. I remember taking naps on mats, and we only went a half day. I remember a classmate losing her cookies, and I guess I cried some. They don't take naps now, I don't think anyone got sick in class, they go full days, and she didn't cry.
And though it all, she learned how to read, write pretty clearly, and do so many other things. I remember walking her up on that first day of school back in August, with her backpack, not knowing many kids, but ready for this new challenge. And while there's a lot of school days left, I've seen her grow so much. I still have two more kids to go through kindergarten with, and like my second time thru, I'll remember every bit of it. From what I hear, it goes fast.