Summer has officially begun for us. Friday was my son’s last day of middle school. Last day! Where did those three years go? Hubby and I attended his eighth grade graduation on Friday. Shockingly, I didn’t cry! Maybe I was just too proud.
Since this is my blog, I’m going to brag a little about my son. He received a medal for the highest average in science. He received a ribbon from having all “A’s” for the last quarter and for the entire year. Actually, he had straight A’s all through middle school, but they didn’t recognize that. So I am… my boy is a genius! 😉
If you know me and my Hubby, then you would know that my son’s math and science skills comes from Hubby. I don’t see me in my son at all (well, maybe his sense of humor and he is awfully cute!). But I’m still going to take credit for his brilliantness. I birthed him after all. And just because I couldn’t help him with his homework after the fourth grade, and that may be stretching it a bit, I’m sure it was my warm, nurturing, charming, supportive self that made him as smart as he is today. Or not. Whatever. I’m still proud! I love you my son!