Pulling into the church parking lot, the Pres found a spot at the top of the hill. Walking toward the back door, as we rounded the corner outside the entrance, there it stood. It would be the first of five we would be attending!
Tess was graduating Nursery School, ready to take on Kindergarten in September! When the children marched in carrying their American Flags, she looked so darling in her pink and white dress, short, neatly rolled, white lace trimmed socks and her black patent leather shoes. Swaying with her every move, the braid on the left side made her look so grown up while her remaining straight, strawberry blonde hair fell loosely around her shoulders, her bangs falling in place beautifully.
When they got on stage, parents (and grand parents) in the crowd waved proudly to their child. For a brief moment, her eyes met mine and I blew her a kiss. She blew one right back, eyes beaming.
After reciting the Pledge of Allegiance, the program continued with all their songs that they'd practiced for this auspicious occasion. Yet, as each individual class stood to walk down and receive their diploma, I couldn't help but feel sad for the little girl who wept sheepishly throughout the entire program and the little boy who asked to leave the stage because he felt sick to his stomach. Although my heart ached for them, I continued to focus on Tess...after all, it was her day!
The curtain closed and for a few brief moments, some of the crowd began to rise and exit. Suddenly drawing back the curtain once again, there they stood:
Class of 2012
only four more to go!