Nothing is more bittersweet to me than a sixth grade graduation. Sure, you're excited for the kids and all they've accomplished. You love taking the classic daddy/daughter photo. But deep down, you'd rather keep them in the relative safety of elementary school forever than send them off to (gulp) junior high. But if anyone can tackle it, it's fun-spirited, kind-hearted, up-for-anything Dahlia. She'll do great.
I was wearing the same dress as not one but two of the sixth grade graduates. I really wanted to ask the girls for a group picture, which would have been more embarrassment than Jason could take. But he surprised me as we were leaving by staging this photo opp where we could at least get a picture of me with one of the girls and no one was any the wiser. He's the best. And he will also completely understand that I need to go shopping for a whole new wardrobe - because apparently I dress like a sixth grader. And this is one of my favorite dresses!
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