I got pretty flowers from Hubby, for his graduation. He got
a cool giant pic of himself from the school, his Fire Academy certificate
a t-shirt from Joe's Crab Shack (where his parents bought us
all dinner-yummy!), cards, $, a glow in the dark Swiss Army
knife, a super duper bright flashlight, and a special rescue
knife that does cool things like break windows and cut seat belts.
It was a very nice ceremony. Standing room only.
There were a couple of speeches, and a couple of special awards given. Then they called the class one by one to get their certificates. They would come up on the stage, shake hands with one of the instructors, then get the certificate and shake hands with the head of the department. And they would pause. They would pose. Holding the hand shake, facing the audience so their loved ones could take a picture and capture this momentous event in their lives.
Not Hubby. He practically ran across the stage.
Hubby is the one in blue shaking hands and running
off the stage. The yellow shirt is his dad, also trying to
capture the moment. I don't think he did much
better than I did.
Hubby showing off his certificate to his mom.
After the ceremony Hubby took my one nephew out to see the schools fire trucks they use for training.
I think he liked it.
Then we all headed over to Joe's Crab Shack for some tasty food.
Hubby got a cool card that plays Star Wars when you open it
and a snazzy Joe's t-shirt.
And of course the evening would not be complete without Surly Teenager being a silly.
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