A high level of activity over the weekend has put me into a state of joyful exhaustion. We have been building toward this weekend for the past 18 years. Graduating 2 of our daughters has been such an emotional ride. Happiness at being finished with their schooling and such grief that it’s over. No more days of mommy school outside on the patio, weaving weeds into wreaths for our hair while we learn. Although I have to admit, we haven’t done that for years.
This makes 5 graduates under my belt with only 4 more to go. It’s a weird feeling having graduated more than half of our children. I should have some kind of sash with badges on it for each child. I could wear it to homeschool conferences. And Miss America pageants.
We had about 50 people here for a small ceremony and dinner, then ended the night with the worst fireworks display in history. The founding fathers would have been ashamed of our shabby little show. Even the sparklers were a dud.
We didn’t do a ton of preparation for this party. The grass was mowed and the porch was swept, but no big decorations or fancy table settings.
The girls did set up a table with some of their memories and accomplishments.
My little cuties…..
After James and I said a few words the girls thanked Mom and Dad and all of the guests, then sang a song they wrote together.
We served up some delicious bar-b-que and sides.
I ordered brisket, chicken, potato salad and beans from a local place and we added chips, green salad and both wheat bread and gluten-free bread. We also had a trough full of cold drinks.
The morning before the party we put ice cream into mason jars and put them in the freezer. We filled little bowls with various candies and toppings so they would be ready to serve. We made labels for everything and had it all ready to go. When it was time to serve dessert we put the ice cream into tubs of ice, opened the toppings and it was ready!
We had trail mix, gummy bears, dark chocolate m&ms, milk chocolate m&ms, peppermint patties, peanuts, sprinkles, chocolate sauce, caramel sauce and whipped cream. Oh…..and cherries of course!
As the sun went down and about 30 the people were still around, we pulled out the fireworks, also known as “an hour of lame”. I thought I was ready with 2 new lighters and plenty of ammo. My friend Sara also brought some fireworks to add to the what we bought. But she and I have no idea what we’re doing when it comes to pyrotechnics and nothing we bought amounted to anything exciting. Plus the lighters weren’t working right so it took about 5 minutes to light each one, creating a serious lull in the festivities.
I tried to keep the crowd from revolting by handing out snacks, but it didn’t work. There was quite a bit of complaining, mostly from me and Sara.
Despite the lack of fireworks excitement it was a wonderful evening. Great friends. Great conversation. Kids playing together. Celebration. What more could I ask for?
Have a great week!