Class of 2022
Life's a blur, much like this picture that I artistically altered for your viewing pleasure. Or displeasure, either way.
Carly graduated for preschool today. It was kind of a big deal. Cake and music and diplomas. The mayor of the town the preschool is in declared it Carly's day. Officially and all, along with the rest of her graduating class. The kids didn't care, but it set the adults a-flutter. There was a giant, inflated bouncy thing. (That's a technical term right there.) There was very sweet punch and camera flashes that put the Oscar red carpet show to shame. I managed mostly fuzzy pictures myself. The fancy camera aludes me and the non-fancy camera is broken. All I'm left with is Picnik altered paraphernalia to mark the day.
That and a tiny graduate that insists on growing up.
Carly graduated for preschool today. It was kind of a big deal. Cake and music and diplomas. The mayor of the town the preschool is in declared it Carly's day. Officially and all, along with the rest of her graduating class. The kids didn't care, but it set the adults a-flutter. There was a giant, inflated bouncy thing. (That's a technical term right there.) There was very sweet punch and camera flashes that put the Oscar red carpet show to shame. I managed mostly fuzzy pictures myself. The fancy camera aludes me and the non-fancy camera is broken. All I'm left with is Picnik altered paraphernalia to mark the day.
That and a tiny graduate that insists on growing up.
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