It's that time of year; the time when our young ones in the educational system move on. Graduation time. Now, you may have children graduating from grade eight, High School, or even University or College -moving into the next important developmental stage of their lives. Mine, just graduated to... well, the classroom next door. I'm not sure when the phenomenon of Sr. K's "graduating" began; I certainly don't recall having cap & gown, professional portraits (please, please stop photographing my kid, once a year is more than enough!), diploma, and ceremony when I was in Kindergarten.
Personally, I think it's all just a big photo-op -I mean, the camera-to-kid ratio was ridiculous. Mine had 3 trained on him the entire time alone----hey, I know what you're thinking; *cough-hypocrite*, but I'm a *professional*, it's my *job*. ;) 
I would have loved to have known what they were told just before walking in; they looked so serious marching to "Pomp and Circumstance". I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so like any good Mama, I did both.
Yep, I hear ya baby; it was a bit drawn out.
Whew, finally diploma time. Oh, great, Gavin's the first one! Hmmmmm, funny now that I think about it.... how he's sitting right at the end, right next to the teachers and they gave him his diploma first... not like they'd expect him to get restless or have an outburst or anything...
Now, my final shot *should* have been the loudly announced "Kodak Moment" of all the Grads tossing their caps into the air, but honestly, I wasn't about bring my second baby (my camera, in case you hadn't guessed) into the crush of the crowd as they pressed upon the little ones with elbows jabbing, and flashes flaring, jockeying for best position. I did capture some caps flying in the air, but won't post the pic -I'm pretty sure the woman who stood up directly in front of me at the last minute wouldn't want an image of her behind filling the frame posted on the internet.
