Today was Merritt's graduation. It was a tough one, I confess. My sweet kindergartener is now a first grader. He has matured and grown and forged sweet, sweet friendships. He learned to read, his art blossomed, he stole the hearts of his teachers, he lost a tooth. He cheered along his classmates and felt the loss when some moved. He learned patience and the art of consoling. He busted the knees out of his pants and outgrew his shoes. He smiled - a whole lot. He grew up a bit more. No year has that mix of tenderness and growth like kindergarten. And today, he graduated, and my heart ached a little.
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