Tuesday, July 31, 2012

High Junior



As Love Man would say, "look at my baby." 

When Blonde Girl was younger, we would be driving around the neighborhood.  As she was sitting in her car, strapped in her car seat, she would say, "when I go to high junior."  She would begin every goal and aspiration with, "when I go to high junior."

Today, she is at the two-day orientation for high junior.  I hope it is everything she thought it was going to be when she was a small child.

By the way, she is holding Becca not Tree, her doll.  Yes, her beloved doll was named Tree.
That should have been my first clue......