Big night. Tonight Lauren graduates from preschool. She'll walk across the stage in her cap and gown to accept her diploma. While it might not carry the same academic prestige of a diploma from Harvard, or California State University of Long Beach (my alma mater), considering her chances of even finishing preschool at this same time last year -- it's as big accomplishment, at least in my book. And while it's an accomplishment, it is sad and scary that she'll be leaving the safety of Olive Branch and moving onto kindergarten and entering the public school system. Gulp! I'm envisioning bigger classes and meaner kids. But I'm only basing it on my vague memories of elementary school. As I've mentioned before, due to the steroids that she's on, which make her face, head, and body puffy and swollen, and knowing how mean some kids can be, it's scary thinking how kids will treat her in a new school and how she'll deal with it, especially since she will be mixed in with older children. Too bad we didn't live closer to her older cousins, AJ and Matt, or her friend Tyler, I'd hire them to protect her. But I was talking with Lauren the other night, and I was saying to her, "Graduating from preschool. Wow. Isn't that amazing?" Lauren's reply? "Why is that amazing? I'm ready to move on." So there ya go. Her journey continues.