Belatedly, and mostly for my sister, who wanted to see graduation pics.
Class of 2025 RAWKS!
But I comfort myself by thinking: still a long way to go.
First day of summer breakfast...hmmm, a new tradition?
Great literature stays with you.
It's barely summer, but the smell of minced garlic just starting to melt into tomato sauce makes me nostalgic for fall. Why can I never be happy?
(I'm kidding, you know.)
I love that they have such a fancy Kindergarten graduation. I think kids need that sense of closure! Congrats, Nora!ReplyDelete