I read the funniest blog post about preschool graduation and thought, oh no, that's me! She's talking about me! Does this mom go to our school?
That mommy blogger was pointing out all the annoying moms and dads at preschool graduation who brought flowers and balloons as congratulations. The dads with the video camera; the moms shutterbugging. The obligatory kid running off the stage out of nervousness. What could they have possibly learned in all of their five years?
I laughed through the whole read. And grimaced. Oh man, that's me. Kind of. We did not bring flowers or balloons, but I'll admit it here...I shopped for flowers the night before. I was looking for a single stem - a rose, a carnation, a something - not a huge bouquet. So when I couldn't find one, I just gave up. Now looking back, I'm partly glad I didn't find what I was looking for.
At graduation, hubby and I clapped and woohoo'd when her name was called and afterwards snapped photos. We were pleased as punch over the whole pomp and circumstance. We totally bought in to this milestone in our daughter's life and we'll do the same when my son graduates preschool. I think I'll skip the flowers then too!
Oh, and by the way, it was MY son who ran off the stage due to his nerves. He doesn't graduate preschool for two more years so he has some time to get used to the idea!