She dressed up.
She sang (sort of, despite knowing all the words and practicing for weeks at home before the big day). In theory, I would put a video here, but the washing machine ate John's camera. So, not so much with the video.
Hyrum played loudly and disruptively in the pew, and the lobby, and the halls, and the reception room.
Just like that, preschool was officially over.
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