Preschool graduation!

My little girl graduated from preschool last week. I can’t believe it. 

Don’t even think of criticizing me for calling it a graduation. It was more than a graduation. It was a momentous occasion. A celebration. An achievement of epic proportions.  

Maybe not epic proportions, but I like to poke the lunatics of the world who take stands against calling anything but completion of high school or college a graduation, as if they are the arbiters of the word. The graduation police.

My little girl is onto kindergarten next year, which is bittersweet for me.

The bad news: My little girl is growing up.

The good news: No more preschool payments.

In the world of gambling, this is known as a push.