Look at that sweet face. Seems like yesterday that I set up the sheets, and wrangled the boys into the linen coat and saddle shoes, then took photos with real black and white film that I actually had developed.
Today I will be a photographer again….how many rolls of film would it take to cover this day? This month? All the memorable moments will be captured on a small piece of plastic inserted into my camera. How is that possible? And how is it possible that this little one will depart in a dapper tux, with a lovely girl, and attend his senior prom? I am a wreck. Full of joy but a bag of nerves for this big day. I was worried the fancy attire would be an issue but Sam tried it on and modeled for me like it was no big deal. Even the shiny shoes. I am wagering he might be the first on the dance floor. Yes, really. Crossing fingers that the chaperones text me every ten minutes as I sit with Brianna's mom in the hotel bar, anxiously waiting for reports. It's good to know the insiders.
Prom tonight. Special Olympics track meet next weekend. Graduation on the 21st. Milestones that fill us with pride. And happy tears. Pass the tissues.
I'll be back tomorrow with photos!
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