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Kindergarten Graduation

Thursday, May 26th was Finn's Kindergarten graduation. He was selected to represent George Washington and open the program.  This Finn messing up his opening line.  Instead of "Welcoming everyone" he started saying his George Washington lines.  He realized it a few seconds in, stopped abruptly, through his hands up, and started again. 





Finn singing - it really gets into it. 




At the end they did a cap and gown ceremony. 


After the ceremony we all went to the cafeteria for a reception.  Mrs. Raymer had all of the children's diplomas and trophies on display.  









Afterward we went to Culvers for dinner.

We had a really great turn out - Nana, Grandad and Gigi, and Gran all attended.  When we got there Sam went to sit in Grandad's lap.  During this time Sam started to point at something.  Sam typically points with his middle finger (I'm not sure why).  Grandad corrected him and showed him that we point with out pointer finger.  Sam protested.  About that time Headmaster Slater walked over and said, "How's the Begley bunch doing?" Sam, without saying a word turns to Headmaster Slater and raises his middle finger defiantly to the sky and leaves it there for the whole world to see.  I knew that he was proving to Grandad that he points with this middle finger - but to the rest of the world it looked like Sam had just given a hard "bird" to the Headmaster.  Headmaster Slater then looked and me and says, "I see what he is learning at home."  Thanks Sam. 

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