Last week, my son (age 3 — almost 4) “graduated” from pre-school. While it’s cool that he finished his first year of school, I tend to take the Mr. Incredible approach to this kind of thing:
Helen: I can’t believe you don’t want to go to your own son’s graduation.
Bob: It’s not a graduation. He is moving from the 4th grade to the 5th grade.
Helen: It’s a ceremony!
Bob: It’s psychotic! They keep creating new ways to celebrate mediocrity, but if someone is genuinely exceptional…
Anyway, he seemed to enjoy himself and can’t wait for school to start again. He’ll be going into a school readiness program for 4 year olds in the fall (our daughter went to the same thing).
The other milestone occurred yesterday when my wife and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary. It’s hard to believe 10 years have gone by…10 years ago were were living in Kalamazoo, I had just started working at Spartan Stores (awesome job), my best man (Gunny Wade) was just a corporal and life was, in general, pretty simple.
