Last evening was the 13 year old's graduation. Preparations around the house involved going to a second hand store to buy a last minute suit because the young teen had, in his infinite wisdom, trashed a perfectly good pair of dress pants bought only two months prior. Grandma, being a wonderful Grandma, bought the suit and dress socks. She ironed the suit and the shirt and hemmed the pants and, bless her for this one, harried the 13 year old into the shower.
The boy took the day off school to "get ready". He showered 30 minutes before supper, had supper and got dressed in 10 minutes. That was it. Voilà! The boy was as ready as ready gets. And unlike the many, many, MANY days he dawdled to get to school, leaving well after the first bell had sounded, he was chomping at the bit to get there in time.
The rest of the family got ready while he was away, the sitter arrived for the youngest of the clan, everyone got into the cars to head to the school and poof! An hour later, the 13 year old was in possession of his Grade School diploma. Can't beat that - unless they made the school chairs more comfortable to sit in...
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