Shockingly, Genevieve graduated from kindergarten today. Parental surprise at the passage of time is cliche, of course, but there you go. I remember – “like it was yesterday” – carrying her from the delivery room to the maternity ward. And here she was in her dress and mortarboard, reading her poem about the cat. I’m so proud of her. She’s gonna do great things!
(Bonus: all the kids read poems they had written and typed out on a computer. The phonetic spellings were hilarious, like in the second line of this one.
“Branes” = “brownies.” Whew.)