Our seventeen-year-old, Gus, graduated from high school this week, so we had the traditional end-of-the-year pool party, and went to his graduation. All good and proper. My favorite moment, though, was learning how he celebrated the last day of class. After getting up way to early for four long years (class starts at 7:20), on his first day done, Gus set his alarm for the usual 6 am. He did this so that he could turn it off and go back to sleep for the rest of the morning, something he's been wanting to do for some time.
He's taking a year off to work (save up money) and travel (spend money). In fall 2012, he'll attend Wheaton College.