Back story: Boy-Child#1 is graduating from sixth grade in two weeks. Aaand now you're pretty much caught up.
Boy-Child#1: Hey, Mom wanna hear the song we're singing for graduation?
Me: Of course!
Boy-Child#1: Go to YouTube and enter R. Kelly the world's greatest.
Me: Alright.
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Boy-Child#1: Mom? Hey, Mom are you crying?
Me: I can't help it. I also can't talk
Boy-Child#1: Why are you crying?
Me: Oh, please this is nothing. Wait until your graduation. This would probably be a good time to start thinking about asking me to stay home.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Pffft!! That's Nothin'
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Blogger Jennifer H said...
OH my god. I vowed not to cry, but then I thought of a big group of sixth grade kids singing it. All those sweet, earnest faces and voices? I totally lost it.
I say this with love, but...
damn you.
I don't know if you can YouTube it or not, but The Backstreet Boys "Greatest Fan"--as in "Mom, you always were my greatest fan" is another tearjerker.
Okay...so it's official...today is a "weepy" day. What a great song with some incredible lyrics. (A song I can--and will-- use in a class!!)
R. Kelly's "I Believe I Can Fly" is also one of my all-time favs!!
Words of inspiration and power...great things for kids of any age!!!
What a great song. It brought a tear to my eye too.
Frankly, kids singing anything with those sweet voices & earnest faces makes me bawl. But that's what moms are supposed to do (cry over their kids, and embarrass them perpetually).
Best of luck :)
Do wear the waterproof mascara. ;)
My kid's class sang that Charlie Brown "Christmas time... is hear again" song and it nearly knocked me over. What saps we moms are. I don't want to think about High School with the caps and gowns and me losing it!
For reasons I will never know, we had to sing "One Tin Soldier" at our 6th-grade graduation. I don't know if anyone else even remembers that song, but it doesn't exactly scream "rite of passage" at you.
Also, we had to march in 2x2, shortest first - so it was me and Douglas Devendorf at the head of the line. I wanted to die.
No wonder I have an aversion to graduation celebrations.
uh oh, sounds like some embarrassment is going to be following his graduation, huh?
My son's preschool held a little graduation party the other day for four of his older classmates. I cried and it wasn't even my child moving on to elementary school. Geezzz.
Listen, I cried when my dog graduated from pee-pads to peeing outside. I was BORN to cry. You're not alone, let it flow.
oooh, last year Zac's class had a Mother's Day Tea and they all recited that stalkery mother love book whose name I can't remember--I video'd it on my dig cam and you can hear me sniffing away in the background--and, okay, perhaps a few sobs. SMALL sobs. Really!
Geez, I cry at everything these days. I hate it. And I love it. Enjoy the graduation AND the tears!
I cried numerous times today during the Sex & the City movie so that shows you where my head space is at. wimp city
I was welling up before I clicked on the YouTube link and now I'm blubbering mess. (And I'm afraid to go to the Backstreet Boys now.) Graduations KILL me. Good luck. Bring the tissues.
Don't go and google "graduation songs" ... I'm just sayin'... *sob*
sniff sniff sniff. good damn luck, mama.
Oh yea, you'll cry....
I was crying because I don't know what to do with these kids over summer. Yikes!
I am in denial that J will ever grow up. It is just easier that way. . .
So as to this post and comments . . . *puts fingers in ears and sings "la, la, la, la, la."
Awww...at least it's not high school! :0)
And...is it ironic that R Kelly has been charged with having sex with girls not much older than 6th grade...strange choice, no?
Dangit. You got me crying ove here. Bring LOTS of tissues.
I'm crying AGAIN and I already wept through my own son's last Friday. You will need a mountain of Kleenex, sweetie.
Oh, Lord. I can't take stuff like that.
About a month ago, my 12yo took a girl to a very formal dance (like a middle school prom, more or less). I was in freaking tears as I watched them walk away to the gym.
God give me strength when it's an actual prom/graduation ceremony/wedding/birth of a grandchild. THEY will need valium to deal with me!
Thanks!! I needed a good heart-warming cry.
Too bad they don't have some sort of tear-duct botox for those of us who know we are bawlers. Thanks for the link. Pass the kleenex.
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