How could we forget your sudden, bright demands upon us to be social, organized, and in attendance? There was no dress rehearsal, no gradual easing into things. Just suddenly everything all the time:
Baseball games and practices, and in addition to the regular May Mayhem, lots of extra things going on with a Waldorf 8th grader about to graduate, plus his dad, Mr. Crafty, who is about to graduate this 8th grade class. Class presentations, trips, performances, graduation, etc. People here are juggling a lot of details right now.
I could have cropped this photo to take out the Mumma’s hand about to swoop that baby up. But that’s a part of the story too. Look at those little pincer fingers, ready to pluck up a strawberry… Except for that all-seeing one who was ready to pluck him up!
We spent an elegant evening supporting a good cause for our school, the Hats Off Auction! People were encouraged to wear hats, and they did. Beautifully.
Here are some bird-themed hats.
~vintage rooster feathers~
At the beautiful Rockport Opera House