I just put Caleb to bed. He had a t-ball game at a field pretty far away tonight and so it was past his bedtime. I guess that explains his singing. He never sings. I ask and ask and ask him to give me an idea of what he's practicing at school and he always says he can't remember. Last week we went to a kindergarten graduation program at school and during one of the periods between songs Presley (who is the singer in the family) asked in a not so quiet voice, "mom, why isn't Caleb singing?" Anyway, here he is singing one of the songs from his program. I still can't believe it. I can't stop smiling and playing it over and over and over again.
He's finished kindergarten. Wow! Tonight I'm just as full of emotion as I was when I walked out of his classroom that first day. My heart feels like it'll burst. I'm happy and sad and most of all grateful that he loved it.
