Today is the last day of the school year here in Spotsylvania. Last night I attended my oldest daughter’s graduation from elementary to middle school. She walked away with a diploma, trophy, two medals, and four award certificates. These were for achievements including making the honor roll 3-4 report card periods in a row, placing among the top 10 in the school’s accelerated reading program, taking 3rd place in science Jeopardy, practicing good citizenship throughout the year, and meeting the requirements for the Presidential Award of Excellence.

My oldest son will be a senior after today and has lettered in Academics (3.7 GPA+) his entire high school career. He will also be spending 2 weeks from his summer vacation in New Orleans rebuilding houses and working in a free clinic with our church's youth group.

I could not be prouder of both of them and freely admit that I have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with their academic successes. Those accolades are due to them, their teachers, and the grace of God. (Mom too, she was always a far better student than I ever was.) And just think... I have two more that haven’t even started school yet! Wow I’m feeling old...