8th Grade Graduation

 I CANNOT believe we are here? I'm preparing my child to walk across the stage .. into 9th grade he goes.  I'm not crying... you're crying!!

Allie Hestwood and Tristan ... for their last graduation together - she's leaving TCA.  They have been together every year since Tristan was 5. *SIGH* (I secretly want him to marry here... here's to hoping cuz she's my FAVE!!!!)








They had these scrolling... I might have cried... a little



Across the stage he goes... I'm not crying... you're crying!


Tristan and Mr. Berthel




The after party was fun but T wanted out of that suit!


Couple of quick pics with Dad...


(VERY PROUD) Mom


and a few of his best friends... (Minus Grayson #fail)


Noah is one of his besties... they are so cute!


he tried to toss this and I'm like "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY THAT COST YOUR DAD AND ME!?!?!?!?!"


And in their robes as we arrived.



Lunch the day before



I'm so excited for everything you are about to experience. I will pray that your heart is protected, that you are always kind, a friend to all.. and that you truly come to know and love Jesus in a unique way to you.

I love you Tristan Holt Barber.  I'm so very, very proud to be your mom!!

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