He made it! WE made it! Friday night we had perfect weather for the graduation ceremony. Our cousin James gave a lovely valedictorian speech that included not one but SEVEN Taylor Swift references, all of which flew right under my radar. After the ceremony, we navigated the absolute chaos all around the school so Max could get pictures with all of his friends and some special guests.
It's Sunday afternoon as I write this, and Max has spent the entire weekend doing quintessential American graduation things: going out to dinner with his closest friends, going to his friends' open houses, and just generally appearing at and disappearing from the house at random intervals. He's spent plenty of time with his lady friend, who also graduated Friday (class president!). He's just out here living his best end-of-high-school life, and I love this for him.
Congrats to the class of 2024!
