WHAT? Who let that happen?
It was probably the loudest graduation I've ever been too. His class was small -- about 65 or so -- so there was no "no cheering" rule, and it showed. My word, people can yell loudly and long. And there were a lot of really ugly shoes on those girls. And many of them made their way across stage like they were pushing a plow. The fun thing was that they went slowly enough that each kid kind of got to acknowledge their public, and each made his or her own way across the stage with their own particular swagger. When it came to my child, he danced across, whilst looking out into the crowd. Yep. He took in the moment, that's for sure.
The nice thing was that each of the four people up there, Director of Operations, Behavioral Coaches, and the Big Kahuna of the school all gave the kids hugs. Or Bro Hugs. Or high fives. Or secret handshakes. It was so fun to watch such affection pass between the kids and the upper management of the school -- because they all know each other. They're not just a number there, and it showed.
And so The Spare to the Throne's high school career closed, and now it's on to Butler. But not before I share these:
I made cute babies.