I meant to write this over the weekend but since the chair for the computer disappeared when Ben’s friend’s arrived, I figure I’d wait until it reappeared so that I could comfortably type. However the chair still has yet to reappear. *sigh*

Anyway. The Teen graduated from middle school last Friday!

WPS should be sued for cruel and inhuman treatment of its students. The ceremony began at 6:30pm, while the sun was still blaring down (and in our eyes, so I was unable to get any good pictures), and it was 90 degrees out! The girls had it easier, as they were able to wear dresses, but the poor boys were stuck in suits and ties. Except for the Teen. Given that A. Target had nothing left in dress attire in the Teen’s size, and B. I wasn’t going to let my kid suffer, the Teen wore a nice new polo shirt and neat cargo shorts. Naturally he caught crap from the school staff. After an hour of sitting in the sun, listening to the principal drone on and on, while sweat poured off me, I dared one of them to complain to me about it.

After the graduation the kids adjourned to the school for a post-graduation party. The Teen stayed for the whole event, and reported that he had a good time.

The next day one of his friends came over to visit. About an hour later I heard girls giggling as they knocked on all the doors on our “street”. Turned out they were looking for the Teen and his friend to invite them to a graduation party. Glenn made a big deal out out of this, embarrassing the boys in the process. They’re thirteen. Can’t they just have friends who are girls? *rolls eyes*

So the Teen had a good weekend. He’s currently enjoying the 8th grade field trip to Canobie Lake. I expect he will be wiped out once he returns.

Next up is the summer program at the tech school. I don’t care if I have to personally escort him to the bus stop and chain him to a seat on the bus. He will be going.