My boy is graduating today. From 7th grade. It’s a New Orleans thing. Many of our high schools start in 8th grade (rather than 9th like the other 49 states in the union). And between my girl’s birthday yesterday and his ceremony today, I will probably have to take a few days off to cry in the back of my closet this week.

It seems like only yesterday that we were singing our favorite song from Sesame Street together. Then I turned around, but only for a moment. And I just don’t understand how, in the blink of an eye, we got from here ….

To here …

Congratulations, Dean – Class of 2013

You make me proud every day. I can’t wait to see what high school holds for you.

— Photo courtesy of Loupe Photography —

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“The most terrifying day of your life is the day the first one is born. Your life, as you know it … is gone. Never to return. But they learn how to walk, and they learn how to talk … and you want to be with them. And they turn out to be the most delightful people you will ever meet in your life.” — Bob, Lost in Translation