My baby girl graduated today...from preschool, that is. All that means is that she is totally ready for her own room to decorate with posters of cutie patooties, an allowance that she will never fully deserve because her room will always be a pig's sty, and the car keys so she can run out to the football game to cheer on her best buds. Kids grow up quickly these days.The comforting thing is that we have informed her that she must continue to share the same room as her sister for at least a few years longer, she thinks that 2 nickels are worth more than a quarter, and we only have a big ole' nasty mini van and a truck that I am fairly certain that her father would not let her take out ever...ever ever with a cherry on top. So, it looks like her growing up will have to carry on for at least a little while longer.
The Pre-K graduation was extremely adorable, though. They all just looked...so...old. And big. And definitely not the little babies that we seemed to just birth a few months ago. However, it will wake us up to reality that they still are itty-bitty on those first few days of kindergarten when the entire school completely towers over the newbies that carry backpacks that are 4 sizes too big for them and still aren't able to pronounce their R's correctly. But today...right now...they are so stinkin' old.