Graduating from a K-8 school district means you get a diploma. Cracks me up. But, of course well save it for future job interviews ;o)

Proud family shots. Dad came straight from work. The sun was in a funny spot, no, actually we were in a funny spot. I mean, I love that time of day, when the sun is just above the horizon turning everything that warm shade of orange. BUT, in our hurry to get some pictures before our graduate ditched us for the after-party and dance, we put ourselves half in the shade, half out. You can see the result.