Almost twelve years ago, I was expecting my first child. That baby, who wasn't due until early November, decided to arrive in July instead. He's been in a rush ever since. He does everything at top speed, which at school, is not always a good thing.
Today, however, was a joyous occasion. Absent-Minded Professor, my super bouncy ball, celebrated the end the 6th grade and the end of elementary school.
Congratulations, Kiddo! I love you to the moon... and back.
PS. There's a reason I'm moving to the high school!
Labels: kids, school