I'm not gonna lie, a little piece of me died when Miles "graduated" from "preschool." It was a way long time ago, though, so I'm over it and now I'm just dying because he has a loose tooth. What's up with all the big kid stuff?! The other day Dave asked Miles if he could stay young forever since he's so cute and awesome and Miles said, quite matter-of-fact-ly, "I can't."
I don't want to be with me when he starts school in 21ish days. Unfortunately, I AM me.
Anyway, after his graduation, I took him out so I could take some pictures of his graduate self. I can't freeze time, but I might as well remember it.
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