Today, was Beege's senior kindergarten graduation.
It was, as expected, adorable. Beege was radiant. She is officially on her way to grade one next year. There were cupcakes; I didn't get one.
My only other comment on the proceedings is that playing this song while putting up a slideshow of the children's pictures, captioned by their favourite memory, somehow seemed more like a memorial service for a school bus crash.
Which was absurd enough that I didn't cry, even though I started out a little drippy-eyed when I first saw her sitting there in her silly paper mortarboard.
Can't emotionally manipulate me! *sniffle*
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