
The summer of change has begun
Pre-school/daycare graduation was a big event. The teachers had the kids practicing dance moves, reciting poems, the pledge, etc for weeks! A room with a stage was booked, caps and gowns were ordered; specific clothing items were suggested for wearing the day of; seriously. It reminded me of, well, graduation. Except when i was in college I sat waaay in the back of the basketball stadium, with the other journalism students and someone passed a bottle of champagne up and down the aisle. Also, it was really really warm that day. And we did not get to recite poems, sing or dance. Which colleges should totally reconsider. Graduation would be fun, rather than mind numbingly boring. Which Ian's was NOT. His was fun.. and cute even..

Trying to get his award ribbon on- note its backwards. He's CEO material for sure

Yes, it appears to be his first kiss, but they are dancing; I forget what song, but I think its Mambo #5.

He was jonesin' for the balloon you can't see in this picture..that is what the red line is. He wanted me to SIT by myself, away from the other parents, so no one else got the balloon. This is why I have no friends.
Ian had to memorize a poem; it was a very existential poem, about a hot dog. Unfortunately Blogger is not allowing me to upload. Well, its uploading then NOT working and its making me nuts. So, if you want to see the video go to my Facebook page. If you are not my friend, oh, please, be my friend!!! Also, the video of the kids doing, only what I can describe as, the "white kid hip shake"
Ian had to memorize a poem; it was a very existential poem, about a hot dog. Unfortunately Blogger is not allowing me to upload. Well, its uploading then NOT working and its making me nuts. So, if you want to see the video go to my Facebook page. If you are not my friend, oh, please, be my friend!!! Also, the video of the kids doing, only what I can describe as, the "white kid hip shake"
"Summer sun, somethings begun, but uh-oh those summer..days"


A nature hike at Potomac Overlook Park in Arlington. We are hanging out on some rocks, moments before we decided to just walk around in the water.


More Udvar-Hazying
And, that's it for this post. i gots nuthin' to say (which is really unusual)
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