Graduation

So, P graduated from 8th grade last week.  My mom came up (the last living grandparent my children have) and it was nice.  He was in a class of eight and each child gives a short speech...except Parrish.  Of course, his was deemed to controversal and negative.  Seriously, if it had one positive thing in it, I would have fought tooth and nail for him to read it, but as it was written it was a downer.  Basically, his missive about the ineffectivness of traditional classroom education.

But...this is gonna be a picture heavy post.  Sorry about the quality, these were taken with my phone.

How we all look now

and this is my favorite picture of them all...the boys playing pool...

(just keep in mind that my child had ties all over his boxers...it was the only way I could get one on his body)