Can I graduate

I cried at school today.  I'm not ashamed to admit it.  I did.  It was a sad/proud/excited cry.  Today, Mary McLean had her graduation pictures today.  I got to sneak a peak at her in her cap and gown.  My heart swelled when I saw her, and then a little piece broke, my baby is growing up and moving on, and then the tears came.  Whoever said it gets easier with each child is lying.  It was hard with Andrew, it's hard with Mary Mac, and it's going to be hard with Emma.  I'm so proud of the little girl she is turning into, and I'm excited about what still lies ahead for her.  She can do anything she sets her mind to.  I am going to savor every moment with her until she steps foot in that kindergarten classroom in August.   When I was putting her down for her nap this afternoon, I was telling her how grown up she looked in her cap and gown, and how proud I was of her, she looked at me and said, "I'm really going to miss you when I go to college."  Whoa, slow down, Mary Mac.  One emotional roller coaster at a time for your old mom, ok? 

On another note, Emma said the cutest thing to us tonight. 
Emma: "I was a blessing today."
Me: "You said the blessing today!?"
Emma: "No, I WAS a blessing."
Me:  "You were?  To who?"
Emma:  "My teachers."
Me: "That's wonderful!  You are a blessing to your daddy and me every day." 

What a sweetie!