No, I didn’t cry. I think after going through everything we have I’m happy to see a normal functioning five year old be happy and proud of himself.
I only thought of their deceased father missing this day after I had left and was in the car. I can’t change anything.
So I’m now the old mother of a kindergartener and a repeating first grader. I held him back because of his speech impairment and developmental delay. This all may be the result of the syndrome he was diagnosed with after birth or not. But we take it one day at a time at our house:)