Congrats!!! (so proud!)

With Rich so very close to finishing his classes (and thus, the MBA program), he was invited to participate in the graduation ceremonies last Friday afternoon.  I think he ultimately decided to do so because he had not attended his undergraduate ceremonies all those years ago and he's worked long and hard to finish out this program and earn his MBA.  Rich and I then had to decide who would go to watch and cheer.  Our options were:

1. No one, which seemed super sad to me.
2. Me alone.
3. Me, the girls and Grammy (because if someone yells out, "I need to go potty," I can kiss our seats good-bye.)

We decided that it would be nice for all of us to go and show our love and support.  For those of you who have had spouses take classes or earn degrees, you know the "extra work" that is involved for everyone.  Thank goodness we have had Grammy to help us out because there are have been many nights where I've had to work late when Rich has class.  

So Grammy and I picked the girls up from school last Friday and drove directly to Boston to meet Rich.  That was almost a fiasco due to all the parking lots on campus being full.  We were advised to park at the Bayside Expo and then take a shuttle bus to the campus.  COME AGAIN?  After I noticed that the first "full" parking lot had a few empty spaces, I politely asked the next parking attendant if I could look for a spot and he opened the parking lot for me and guess what?  I found an empty space!

The girls thought the entire thing was BORING and we only tortured them with part of the College of Management ceremony.  They made it known that graduations are most definitely for grown-ups only.  I think when they are older they will appreciate the fact that we brought them along.

(Emily in white, Allie in green)

Because the ceremony was at lunch time, we had packed a ton of snacks for the girls with the thought that we would stop for a late lunch/early dinner on the way home.  We pretty much stick to the girls' schedule but now that they are older, we try to veer off course every so often.  Eating in restaurants is still not "easy" but it's a whole lot better than it's ever been.  

So we stopped at The Cheesecake Factory.   The girls were off.  Well, Allie and Em were off and in    hindsight, they were coming down with that nasty stomach virus.  I literally had less than five minutes to shovel my salad into my mouth.  I eventually gave up and packed up the remaining food for home, including cheesecake!  Here's an example of what I heard while trying to eat (just to give those of you without kids a preview of our life):

1. I have to poop.
2. I have to poop.  (Different kid.)
3. I think I'm going to throw up.

And Anna, you can run but you can't hide.  I will photograph you when you aren't paying attention to me because like I've told you, someday I'll be an old lady and I'll want to look at pictures of you when you were little and someday you'll be an old lady and you'll want pictures to show your grandbabies.









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