I can hardly believe the youngest in our family are graduates of high school. I'm going to sound like a mom, but I remember the day they were both born. I remember diapers, crawling/walking, first days of school, elementary days and their first day of high school.
I also remember feeling old when this was me: the class of 2001! I've seen these two age and mature and they do seem old enough to be done. I'm proud of them and so happy they're at the point where they get to make the decisions about their future and what they're going to do.