It's the last day of senior year for Liam!
Here he is the first day of kindergarten, so nervous and excited. Remember that day? I do.
And now here's our boy on his last day of high school, totally nonchalant about the whole thing. He says it's no big deal, and he's ready for what comes next.
Listen, friends. This is a slightly emotional day for me. Not just because my first baby is all grown up or whatever, although there's a little bit of that. But it's also that ... just ... we've successfully grown him from scratch and helped him transform into an amazing young man, and we didn't break him or warp him too much along the way.
When we decided to have kids, we jumped in head first, not knowing if they would get all the best of us, or all the worst. And we've stumbled along for almost 18 years now, just doing our best, and this feels like a pat on the back for us as well as for Liam. I know, I know, this is *his* accomplishment. But look, he can have graduation day be all about him; today I'm taking a minute just to acknowledge that bringing a kid into this world is HARD, and there's no guarantee that you'll get to this milestone. I'm not sure what combination of luck, judgment, planning, and flying by the seat of our pants resulted in us having three smart, thoughtful, resourceful, kind boys. I'm just grateful to be here to see it.
