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Graduation


My brother in law graduated from college last month which is crazy! When I first met him he was fourteen years old and now he's a college graduate with a fancy job. Luckily we were able to attend the graduation. 
Aaron decided to sleep in late that morning so we were literally ready to go just waiting for him to wake up. Once he did we fed him then headed out the door. With the late start we were only five minutes late to the graduation. 

The day started out hot then got chilly out of nowhere. Aaron was starting to get fussy and they were nowhere near calling his brother's name, so we went for a walk around campus. We visited the bookstore where I used to work and then tried to give Aaron a nap upstairs in one of the lounges we used to hang out in. Aaron wasn't ready though so we walked around a little more. I never realized how frustrating access is in some of the buildings until I had to get around with a stroller. I feel so bad for students with disabilities that have to walk twice as far to get from floor to floor. 

Aaron had a dirty diaper so we were trying to find somewhere to change him. There were no places in the student center, so we tried another building. I was about to give up and just change him on a bench in the open when we finally found a family bathroom. 

After we changed his diaper, we headed back to the graduation because it was almost time for his brother to walk. We got into our chairs and I started feeding Aaron. Mike texted that he was in line to walk when all of the sudden the chancellor got on saying there was lightning in the area and the fire marshall said we had to end the ceremony. We'd been there for a few hours and he didn't even get to walk. 

We headed to the gym where he could pick up his diploma and they had a microphone in there and read his name and he got to walk a few feet. Not the walk across the stage, but it was something. 
We took a few pictures then headed downtown for lunch. Aaron finally fell asleep in his stroller on the walk there and I was so relieved. When we're out and about I get so stressed about him taking his naps because he turns into a huge grump. (After not getting his naps that day for graduation, and then getting super overstimulated at church the next day, Aaron wasn't hisself again until Wednesday.) 
As soon as he fell asleep though someone started to pull the blanket off the stroller saying that he shouldn't nap during the day or he wouldn't sleep at night. I almost bit their head off. 

We went to lunch and Aaron had fun trying on hats and looking at everyone.  Unfortunately blogger doesn't like the format the hat pictures are in and won't upload them. 

Congrats to Mike on graduating! 

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