Memorial Day parade
Finally something to post about. Today was Matt's last public appearance as an 8th grade band member. Our youngest child can count his days at the middle school using just the fingers on his hands (no thumbs even). When the babies were all little, I longed for the days when those ankle-biters were all growed up. It took awhile to get to this point, but I'm enjoying it immensely. Pretty soon, we will have children in only one school. I can hardly remember the last time we had that (Katie would have been in 5th grade I think). I love it! Here are a couple of pictures of Matt in the band. The weather was almost crappy, but not quite. It was misty and overcast and just a hair this side of being chilly. But not quite. In other words, I found it pleasant. Not as short as he used to be. Nor as young and babyfaced as he used to be. In the front row where I can spot him easily Go trombonists! Hayley didn't march. As a bassoonist, she had a choice and chose not t