Congrats Michael!

So on Saturday Michael graduated. Yay! I know he's gotta be thrilled to be done with school. We wanted to go to his graduation, so we made it a bit of a family event and took the kids. We knew they'd never make it through an entire graduation ceremony, but we were prepared to take turns walking around in the hallway. I was also prepared with a bag full of crayons, books, small toys, and jelly beans. (Emphasis on the jelly beans.) Unfortunately, I was so busy kid wrangling that I took almost no pictures. Sorry. That's why this is the one and only shot I have of Michael... even though it was his graduation... and he's the entire reason we drove to Fayetteville... Although come to think of it, I'm not sure I spoke more than three words to him the entire time we were there. Sorry, Michael. We really do like you. We weren't ignoring you on purpose. Promise! Fortunately, Popup decided he'd help kid wrangle. He got to walk around in the hallway, too! It's like an exclusive club out there in the hallway. To gain admittance you just needed a little kid or a baby. Bonus points if they're precious and tiny!

Uncle Bobby was there, but we don't talk about him. Don't ask... You don't want to know anyway. Unless you're a single lady on the prowl... then feel free to ask. I have an odd compulsion to marry him off to someone.

So in the long run we survived (and enjoyed) graduation... even though it was scheduled for nap time. And after all the excitement we had a nice, quiet ride home.

Have a nice day!