You’ll be happy to know that when my son walked down the aisle to the sounds of Pomp and Circumstance this morning, I did not wail pitifully or throw myself on the floor, hanging on to his ankles in an effort to keep him from getting up on the stage.
No, I was completely composed. Perhaps I misted up a bit – what mother didn’t? But I let him go. I let him stand up there with his peers while they sang songs. The peers sang songs, I mean. My sweet son indulged in outbursts and clownish behaviors in an effort to hide his nervousness.
I had my camera ready as he accepted his diploma, posed with his grandmothers, and hugged his little friends. And I didn’t even shed a tear at the thought that those who had woken up this morning as preschoolers, were heading back home as kindergartners. No, that is one of those things that will probably happen some random day, while I’m vacuuming, or biting into a peanut butter sandwich. I’ll wonder how all of the sweet innocence of preschool could already be over, and how I will keep from missing it too much. But that’s for another time. For now we celebrate, take the little guy out for the supper of his choice, and display his diploma proudly on the refrigerator.
And when we’re not actively doing one of those things, we blog These are my flickr favorites for the week. I don’t think I’ve posted a mosaic recently, but I wanted to post this one because I really like it. I feel very summery and happy looking at these images. Here’s hoping you have a summery and happy weekend! It’s going to be very hot here. It may be time to fill up the kiddie pool and splash around with my new kindergartner and his brother, the almost third-grader…