And Here's to You, Mrs. Robinson

We survived our first preschool graduation this morning. Gus, who generally FREAKS OUT at the first sign of having to do something in front of other people, handled it with grace and aplomb. It was the smallest, cutest graduating class ever.

We went to our favorite pizza place afterwards, and Gus bought Will a toy--allowance money, you know--at the junk shop just behind it. He bought himself a set of jacks.

Also, Will wore a tie.

 

It was a good day.

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[mamadaisy]

supremely appropriate title. heart be still!