To say I've been a bit emotional this year is an understatement. Every activity I went to at the school made me cry because I knew it was Truman's last. When I saw Truman during the Halloween parade (dressed as George Weasley from the Harry Potter books) I started to cry. When he was singing Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree, I was crying. During the Spanish Dance Festival, I was...yep, crying. I cannot believe my baby is growing up.
Here he is getting his diploma. The best part of the graduation, for me, was when he played the piano. I am so proud of the amazing young man he is becoming.
Truman and his sappy mom on graduation day.
You've done such cute posts lately. They've been so fun to read! I can only imagine that I'll be doing the same thing when Brig is having all of his lasts in elementary. I'm still trying not to think too much about him starting elementary. I am so going to cry on his first day of school. It's so sad that they grow so fast, but what a handsome little man. :)
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