After graduation was over Friday night and all of the band uniforms were checked in and put in piles on the floor awaiting the cleaners to haul them away, S2 and I drove home in the dark exhausted by what seemed like an overly long graduation that had to be held inside due to storms. I looked over at him and said "My baby is now officially a senior." A look of scorn crossed his face. "Don't say that."
I replied, "How about - My youngest is now a senior."