My baby graduated preschool this week.
Last preschool graduation I'll go to for my own kiddos. I feel like I should be more upset than I was but I'm loving this stage of life. Loving that my kids are becoming a little more independent. Loving that Nate and I can go on a date and not have to worry about getting a babysitter anymore. I'm sure they're angels when we're gone.
When my kids start leaving the house and living on their own I'm sure I will be a hot mess but right now things are good. Life is good.
(Ignore, once again, the poor quality of pictures from my phone. They seem extra bad this time.)
Baylor is more than ready for Kindergarten and I'm excited for him.
I also got to spend the day on Friday at the Hogle Zoo with Dax for his field trip.
All I have to say is teachers are amazing. Enough said.
Then I came home to Dilon and his friends who wanted to play ping pong. Only problem is we don't have a ping pong table. They improvised. I have never felt more white trash in my life.
picnic table- check
skateboard for net- check
spatulas as paddles- check
3 happy teenagers- triple check
whatever floats your boat boys and keeps you from driving me nuts works for me.
And Grif is always M.I.A.
He's probably down in his man cave enjoying life with no one bothering him.