Some things don't hit you until later.
Like your firstborn graduating preschool.
Took me awhile to write this post.
Like, years later.
As they went down the line of preschoolers and introduced them, they also asked what they wanted to be when they grew up.
My husband and I became very nervous
We had not prepped him for this
What would come out of his mouth?
He very confidently answered that he wanted to be a Space Traveler.
The crowd erupted in cheers
Phew!
Dodged a bullet
(until the next speaking arrangement)
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