He sat in the wrong seat.
I couldn't stop the giggles when my son put on his little cap and sash for graduation. I was one of those moms with the proud look on my face and the "he's so cute" phrases holding my trusty camera and taking picture after picture.
Nauseating, I know.
Still. Those freckles and big, blue eyes outlined with long lashes were nothing but adorable and I couldn't help myself.
He walked into the room to the graduation song piped out from a stereo in the corner. He was one of the shortest kids although he didn't seem to notice this little fact. When he got to the stage, he decided to break his place in line and go for any chair that he could find.
Now, most moms would realize that this would pose a problem considering that most ceremonies of this nature alphabetize the children's names. I was too busy smiling, waving, and clicking the camera to pay attention.
Therefore, they called someone else's name and there was Sleepy sitting in the wrong chair. He still went up to get the certificate, though. My Sleepy. In his own world. The gentleman was very kind, but told him to have a seat until his name was called.
He had to wait a few more times and probably thought he wasn't going to get one, but eventually, the man called his name. He actually turned to look to make sure no one was going to get up and then went forward. He said his favorite subjects were Math, Phonics, and Art. He is going to be a police officer someday, he said.
This is the same child that came so close to dying at birth. I guess it stands to reason that I was so busy smiling and taking pictures.
My beautiful baby boy. Congratulations, sweetie!
I couldn't stop the giggles when my son put on his little cap and sash for graduation. I was one of those moms with the proud look on my face and the "he's so cute" phrases holding my trusty camera and taking picture after picture.
Nauseating, I know.
Still. Those freckles and big, blue eyes outlined with long lashes were nothing but adorable and I couldn't help myself.
He walked into the room to the graduation song piped out from a stereo in the corner. He was one of the shortest kids although he didn't seem to notice this little fact. When he got to the stage, he decided to break his place in line and go for any chair that he could find.
Now, most moms would realize that this would pose a problem considering that most ceremonies of this nature alphabetize the children's names. I was too busy smiling, waving, and clicking the camera to pay attention.
Therefore, they called someone else's name and there was Sleepy sitting in the wrong chair. He still went up to get the certificate, though. My Sleepy. In his own world. The gentleman was very kind, but told him to have a seat until his name was called.
He had to wait a few more times and probably thought he wasn't going to get one, but eventually, the man called his name. He actually turned to look to make sure no one was going to get up and then went forward. He said his favorite subjects were Math, Phonics, and Art. He is going to be a police officer someday, he said.
This is the same child that came so close to dying at birth. I guess it stands to reason that I was so busy smiling and taking pictures.
My beautiful baby boy. Congratulations, sweetie!
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