Our precious boy

I cried the day I bought the tickets.

I cried at least twice yesterday when I thought about him being in the show.

I wanted to cry when he woke me up at 3:24am (because his sister needed ibuprofen) and he refused to go back to bed no matter how I begged.

 

And then, when I saw his little earnest face and I watched he and his classmates showcase everything they have learned, I cried again. I just can’t help myself.

He has grown so much, learned so much, and become a little man in so many ways.

I cried because I am so damn proud and honored to be his mother. 

The show is basically a crash course in what their day is like in school. I edited considerably, so I apologize if it seems choppy. Also, I know my camera work is lacking. I was crying, so keeping the camera steady was kind of tough.

 Or this, if the Vimeo thing doesn’t work. I am looking at you Mr. Smith!

 

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