Tuesday, May 10th began like most other days – early. We leave the house each morning around 7:10. Now, much earlier because the boys (one in particular) have racked up so many tardies that we are desperately trying to avoid another detention (or, worse, out-of-school suspension). Really. It’s too late in the year for that.
Traffic. Not too bad this morning, really.
Arrival at school and the removal of the backpacks from the trunk. Looking at them backwards through my iPhone with the camera flipped around.
Love watching them walk in. If they only knew.
Lunch with my oldest on the back porch. He didn’t have a final today since he exempted his Statistics exam – with a semester grade of 98!
My youngest’s favorite afternoon spot.
And an attempted selfie with my middle guy. I so can’t do the selfie thing. This shot was about the fifth we tried. LOL
Driving. Picking his brother up from a friend’s house. I told them I needed a photo for my album. They did a good job.
Watching what I think is a shoe video – when he should have already been in bed. Asleep. Or at least pretending.
Wednesday, May 11th. Today is T’s last day. Last final exam. Last day of high school. Last morning of getting up at the crack of dawn (at least until college starts in the fall). We’re so proud of him. It’s been an uneven path and definitely a learning adventure. But he made it. And this is his week.
I watched from the deck as he got in the truck and backed out the driveway. Headed to school for the last time before graduation.
I won’t tell him how long I stood there watching. Or that I cried as he drove off. Happy tears. Proud tears. A few sad tears. But all shed with a smile in my heart. You know, the Mom’s heart.
H went golfing with his Dad after school. While I went walking through the neighborhood with Maggie. Here’s a little of what I saw:
This is Abigail and Lily. The donkeys on the farm at the end of our street. Yes – a farm and donkeys in suburbia. Really.
And the “Congratulations Graduates” sign at the entrance to our neighborhood. It’s a happy week for lots of 17 year olds!
The first Gardenias on the bushes by our front door. Had to cut them and bring them inside. Love how sweet they smell.
And Bitsy – wondering why she couldn’t go for a walk with Maggie and me. Just try to tell her that kitties don’t go for walks. The photo’s a little grainy, but I love her expression – she was giving me “what for” with her eyes.
D and I ended the evening with dinner at McCormick & Schmick’s. Dinner out with just the two of us is rare. Getting more frequent now that the boys are older. Mostly because they’re all in that “we don’t really want to be seen with our parents” stage. Still very special.