Guitar recital - a trio of the finest! Emma paired up with her current teacher Jake, and her first guitar teacher, Matt, for a beautiful piece. Did I mention that mom got the start time wrong for the recital? Yep. Thought it started at 5:30. But it didn't. It started at 5:00. Wouldn't have been a problem if Emma hadn't been the third number in the line-up. She fell in at the end. And of course I cried.
Backyard Kickball...barefoot and in jammies for some. Didn't really make me cry, but it sure was entertaining.
And then, just like that, they loaded the buses. The buses took a firetruck escort lap around the parking lot - one last time. And just like that, #99 took my baby right out of her elementary school, never to ever drive her back in there. The hands waving, the teachers waving, and me holding back that welling of water in my eyes. Say it isn't so.
These girls of mine are growing up. I love watching them grow and learn, but I really don't like it.
The End. (not really)