Proud mother, happy daughter

I have always been so proud of my oldest daughter and this past weekend was no different. She graduated from high school and will soon beginning her trek into college life and young adulthood.

She's starting a little earlier than we had planned because she was accepted into the scholar's program at her college. So, in two weeks, we're off and running.

It's funny, in a way, because I haven't cried. I guess with the friends and family visiting, and trying to make sure everything went well and that I didn't forget anything... I haven't really sat down and thought about what this all means.

I'm not normally a sentimental, crying person. I may get a little misty later especially when I have to drive home alone when I take her to college for the first time. Everything is moving so quickly and so much is going on that I don't have time to think.

Here are a few pictures from the weekend. Isn't my baby beautiful? Yes, she's still my big baby.

This is outside of the dome where the graduation was held. She's the "picture of perfection" even though it felt like 1,000 degrees.

The cake I ordered was cool and delicious. Everyone thought it was a fabulously unique cake.

No, she didn't get a car! LOL. Her Daddy Michael rented a car and let her use it for the weekend.

All in all, Amber said she enjoyed her weekend and she is happy. That's all that matters right now. Thanks to all the family and friends who showed their love, spent the time with us and shared in this joyous occasion.