I have a tale to tell. But I’m too tired.
My daughter “graduated” from kindergarten. Although it was so sweet, I don’t quite understand kindergarten graduation. Seems like a newfangled milestone to me. Was I supposed to get her a car? Or a pony?
I never had a kindergarten graduation. I think I’m all right. Well, okay, maybe that’s an overestimation of my mental health, but still.
Ah, I kid. I kid because I can. Also? I’m going to bed. (Tomorrow is my son’s last day of fifth grade. And he doesn’t get to “graduate” from fifth grade. That seems unfair, right?)
Then I intend to sleep in until September.