This was the ritual trying on of the tux to be sure it fits, not the actual event. That happens tomorrow. (I heard from another mom/co-worker that her son got a child's pair of pants with his tux by mistake...he actually got them on but they were capri-length! They discovered this last Friday, so they had time to exchange them!)
Someone else at work asked me how I was feeling about him graduating. Was I a little misty? You know, up until that moment I hadn't really thought about it. As I told her, on one hand, it is a milestone at the end of a 15-year period of having children in elementary school. On the other hand, I've beentheredonethat with the older brother. I'm sure I'll be teary-eyed at the actual graduation ceremony, but right now I'm pretty calm. While I adored his childhood, he's always been my "little man." My grown-up boy in a child's body. He's just a lot taller now. I see his potential and all that he has to look forward to and that's pretty darn exciting.
Besides, I have a substitute to lavish my little boy affections on. This looks SO familiar!
I love a boy in a cape. And that silver suit? It was Ernest's robot suit!
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Congratulations!
We just did khakis and button-downs for 8th grade promotion--the tux is fancy! He looks great.
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