Johns Hopkins graduation

I was so touched that my family actually volunteered to sit through a graduation for me.  It was humid and hot, and the keynote speaker accidentally said "Princeton" instead of "Johns Hopkins," but my faithful cheerleaders held strong.  They were amazing. Thank you so much, guys! 

Here I am on the Jumbo-tron, getting my fake diploma!

No more school for Mama.  Hooray!!!

(Oliver had to dress the kids this morning. I thought Caleb's striped top and plaid shorts were a little much, but Oliver said he was going for a preppy Johns Hopkins lacrosse boy look.)