My younger son Aidan graduated from elementary school today! If I feel this much pride and emotion for elementary school, how much more will I feel for the bigger milestones? His Kindergarten teacher got up and said a few words about his class and I felt a little lump in my throat. Because not only did I feel that way about my own child, I did about so many children in his class. I have watched them grow up for the past six years, and they are such a wonderful, cohesive group of kids. Of course, I don’t know all of them, but I am glad to know the ones I do, and their parents.

I am so proud of Aidan! He did very well this year, worked hard and accomplished a lot, including the beginnings of a book! It’s called ETB: Experimental Tested Bomb, sort of a sci-fi novel with a solid main character and intriguing plot. Writer-Mom is thrilled about its potential! He had it with him at the graduation, the printed first chapter rolled up in his lap.

Big brother Nigel was also excited, and enjoyed sitting in the audience with his parents (their dad drove up from LA to be here), watching his younger brother do what he did two years ago, seeing his previous teacher (who also taught Aidan), and some of his friends who came with their younger siblings. In Nigel and Aidan’s classes all through elementary school there were five sets of siblings with the younger ones in Aidan’s class and the older ones in Nigel’s class. They’re a great group of kids, and I’m proud of all of them. I think that’s one of the many novelties of having kids: watching their friends grow up too, and caring for them. There’s so much room in the human heart.