So You Wave To Them As They Board That Little Yellow Bus...

And wonder if they will learn what they are supposed to, if they will excel, or just fumble along, will they make good lifelong friends, will they like their teachers, will their teachers take the time to understand them, you can only hope and help.

You watch them grow from babies into teenagers, and you try to be there for them, no matter what happens. You let them make more of their own choices as they mature, watching. Then, they make you proud as can be!!!! WTG SON!!!

We just got back from my oldest sons "Spring Band Concert", and tomorrow we get to see him graduate from grade nine. Heady times for him. Me, not so much.

What made me so proud of him tonight is that he had a solo part playing the trombone, with the jazz band. So what you say? Well, it's important because my family loves music, but NO ONE, can play any instrument of any kind, so he's a first. He was asked to join the jazz band, and he made the decision, on his own, to go ahead and try it. It paid off in spades tonight. You made me very proud Stretch!!

Remind me to take kleenex for tomorrow's graduation.