Oh, the places she'll go

It's official, Annie is a Kindergartener in waiting. Last Thursday, she graduated from preschool with a full-fledged ceremony. She got a diploma after marching down the aisle to Pomp and Circumstance; the CD was skipping a little bit, so it had more of a hip-hop feel, but Annie took it no less seriously. Now it's officially summer in the Ferrara household and the weather seems to agree with our proclamation. As a result, today we got down to business and bought a membership to a local swim club, froze some cherry lemonade for Popsicles and even made some cherry jello while eating some cherries, so at the very least, our summer will be cherrific. Oscar is so excited, in fact, he's pretty much given up napping much to my, and frankly the world's, dismay. He's such a hard toddler to begin with, destructive, disobedient, a joker... now he's doing all that on less sleep. I'm a-scared and you should be too, no matter where you are. But he does it with such a sweet smile, it's hard to get too frustrated. Maybe I should be freezing some wine-sicles instead.

We have summer full of activities, so I'll do my best to keep you posted. In the meantime, enjoy the photos below (and the one above of Oscar and his watermelon (where's the watermelon, you ask? See his face.)) from our first Virginia outdoor event, the Bluegrass and BBQ Festival in Floyd. We had a blast and it was a great way to start the summer off--with some foot-stomping, watermelon-chomping, kite-flying fun.