Too bad they didn't select a valedictorian, because my kid really likes talking into the microphone. Due to her mumbling lisp (or is it a lisping mumble?), you can't understand a word she utters—but if you could make out what she was saying, I'm sure you'd agree with my objective opinion that she is super smart and very interesting.
|B is For Blah Blah Blah|
Here's her sister waiting nervously to receive her diploma. The girl behind her looks less excited.
|Accept with the left, shake with the right . . .|
One of the twins loved going to school every day. The other complained each morning that she wanted to stay home. I'll let you guess which one is my Pollyanna.
In all seriousness, I was a weepy mess. These sweet girls are my babies. AND THEY JUST GRADUATED FROM KINDERGARTEN.
Dinner last night: spaghetti with meat sauce, garlic toast
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