In the middle of everything else, my baby boy moved on to High School. Crazy. 8th grade graduation was last night and it was a short and sweet ceremony (yay!) that ended in time for everyone to break the Ramadan fast. It’s kind of crazy how everything here revolves around the Ramadan fasting schedule. All the concerts, graduations, and the entire school day is all adjusted to accommodate the fasting population, even though they are in the minority.
The new 9th grader
Camille and her best friend from school and the neighborhood.
Not much else to say since we’re still in the waiting game. We should know something about the job today or tomorrow, but how many times have I said that already?!