Well that went by in a flash! Seems like we just dropped her off at preschool. You know, the day I cried all the way home with a sleeping newborn in the backseat (that baby is on her way to high school in the fall). I still remember what she wore on her first day of school when she was 4 years old. She had on a pair of navy blue capri pants, a red shirt and a pair of red and blue Oxfords. Her hair was up in a pony tail and the look of terror on her face was one I’ll never forget.

My camera didn’t work during the ceremony. I complained enough about that stupid camera to Jon so I’ll spare the details here. I did get a couple of grainy photos outside.



I didn’t cry during the ceremony. Lets face it, ceremonies like that are long, kinda boring and extremely hot. I did however tear up at the end when one of the graduates got everyone going like it was a pep rally and  I lost it when the caps went flying in the air. Congratulations Emma! I’m so excited to see what this next phase in life is like for the two of us.