My dearest Dekker Thomas graduated out of grade six today 🥺 My first baby is hitting up high school!

Yes. In our town, high school starts in grade seven. I know it’s not real. But it’s how it goes here.
I unfortunately wasn’t able to attend, but I had a little lovely team there to take pictures, and videos, and celebrate with him 💜

Every student gave a short speech about their time in elementary school, including Dekker, whose speech was fairly neutral, but ended with a zinger advising the upcoming grade sizes to always finish their work on time. He got a laugh. While he spoke, a slide he had designed showed up on the projector. Pictures of our family. Our Dahlsjos. Our camp spot. His newest little sib. And a really handsome picture of himself. He did a beautiful job. I am so proud of Dekker.

I cannot believe my first baby is moving on up. He is less than enthused at the idea of being, as he said, in the kindergarten of high school. But I could honestly tell him that grade seven was my favorite year of school! I hope he feels the same!

Happy grad, Dekker. I’m sorry I couldn’t watch, but I’m no less proud of you this way 🥰 My beautiful boy, I love you!