A's graduation from preschool was last night. For weeks, he's been calling it his "graduationship". Its so cute, that I haven't had the heart to correct him. In fact, sometimes I asked him what is going on that day just to hear him say it. I know, its terrible.
Its a long program. The 2's go first, then the 3's, THEN the 4 year olds. Since we got there early,I had to take I out in the hall about 2 minutes through the actual program.
My friend D's littlest.
Zeke, playing with the bibles and name tags.
A and his teacher (he spilled water on his shirt after the program)