He didn’t have permission

But he went ahead and grew up anyway. 

Right before my eyes.  The nerve.

And there it is in black and white, his first diploma. 

So what’s that all over his face, you say. 

Well, for some reason the class celebrated the graduation with a Luau. They had beach balls and leis and all that jazz, and some pretty phenomenal face painting.

Yes, I’m a little smitten with that pirate of mine.

Cash got to enjoy the party, too.  But at some point in time, he got a little fussy about something.  I can’t remember what.  I was too busy taking pictures of his temper tantrum. 

Could I please love his fits-of-rage any more? 

He crosses his arms and goes silent.  Love. It.

Oh boys, just can’t get enough of them.