This past Friday was Morgan’s high school graduation. The perp walk:
There were the usual little speeches. For some reason, we don’t get those celebrity graduation speakers here. (Hmmph!) The class president started with, “First let me take a selfie.” And he did.
I’ve spent a lot of time in this stadium, mostly at football games with Weston on the field, so it was sentimental as my third and last one graduated. You know, briefly. I don’t really miss those late nights or working in the concession stand.
Morgan shaking the principal’s hand after accepting her diploma.
Caps in the air.
Morgan had painted quotes from some of her favorite books on the top of her cap.
She was in a hurry to find her boyfriend afterward.
Morgan and Justin:
With her dad:
Her cousin, Madison:
My other daughter, Jennie:
Morgan’s leaving for Morgantown soon. She’s starting at WVU this fall (not sure of her major, maybe industrial engineering). She has scholarships and grants to cover her college expenses. She’s going to go ahead up there this summer to get a job before school starts.
Morgan, in front of the Slanted Little House on her first day of sixth grade.
My, she is all grown up. She’s smart, strong, responsible, creative, funny, and independent. I’m so proud of her.