All my life I knew I wanted kids. 20 years ago I married the man of my dreams and 18 years ago we welcomed our very first child to our family. In the blink of the eye and a million laughs and tears later she grew out of childhood. Last night she reached the milestone of adulthood; she graduated.
And true to Snyder form it wasn't the picture perfect evening like you'd see on television. Well, more like the sitcom version.
-Fighting in the car during rush hour with the traffic of 700 other families going to the same place.
"I thought you were going to drive around the building and let the grandparents off first?"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I've talked about it for 2 days..."
-Trying to find seating that will accommodate the extended family and then realizing the mistake of putting the 8 year old directly behind me where he kicked the seat all night.
-No one telling me there would be air conditioning and I didn't bring a jacket. Subsequently, I didn't have the kids bring one either so this is what I heard behind me as the seat is kicked every 3 seconds, "I'm cold, I'm cold, Mom, I'm cold."
-The ceremony finally begins and as the grads start processing down the aisle the diabetic interrupts me. In between Pomp and Circumstance she complains that her blood sugar is very low at 65. Crap! Not now! I fumble in my purse for a crunched up granola bar to get her back to the land of the living.
-Fast forward two minutes. Both boys are now hungry and cold. To my horror the venue is selling soda and hot dogs. WTF? This is a graduation ceremony, not a hockey game for God's sake. And, no, absolutely no way am I buying anything, especially not the $4.00 bottled water or the $5.00 nachos the size of a tea cup.
Fifteen minutes later the seats are still shaking from all the fidgeting and kicking. I'm trying to appreciate the speeches in between the blooming motion sickness.
"I'm 113 now [this is a great number, by the way]. Is there anything else in your purse?"
"I'm cold, I'm cold."
"I gotta pee. I can't hold it!"
"Honey, can you get closer for a picture?"
"I'm hungry, buy me food. I'm hungry, Mom, I'm hungry."
We still have 2 hours left to go before the tassles are moved from the right to the left.
8:30pm We finally find the graduate that is ours and get out of the city without a hitch. Looking forward to the 4 huge subs, chips and all the fixings we've ordered as a late dinner for our crowd.
"What do you mean you don't have our order? I called it in days ago. We've got people gnawing on each other's arms here."
Ah, our life. One down, three to go. The adventure continues.