And, graduation! There were 59 littles graduating! They called each child's name, parent's names, where they are going to school next year and what they want to be when they grow up. There were firemen, policemen, teachers...and, a monster truck driver. Yes, that is what Owen said. haha!
Our big boy before getting his gown on.
Anderson stayed entertained by sending texts from Grandma's phone to our babysitter.
His super cute hand print peacock end of year project.
He loved his teachers this year! Mrs. Karen and Mrs. Hillary did a great job with him!
Go ahead and mention my child, The one that died, you know. Don't worry about hurting me further The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry I'm already crying inside Help me heal by releasing The tears that I try to hide. I'm hurt when you just keep silent, Pretending it doesn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child Knowing that she has been missed. You ask me how I'm doing, I say "pretty good" or "fine" But healing is something on going I feel it will take a lifetime.