He's all grown up... okay, not really.

Tuesday was all about Goober.

At 7:00 Tuesday night, Goober officially graduated from pre-k.

But first I had to pry him away from the new Hot Wheels Shark Set that his Aunt B1 purchased for him the night before in an attempt to alleviate the guilt she felt for being unable to attend his graduation ceremony.

Goober was okay with that trade.

We gathered in the cafeteria of Munchkin's elementary school to watch Goober perform and accept his diploma and it was one of the cutest little events you ever did see.

And it made me cry just a little bit.

But no one saw... so it was okay.

After the performance, we all went out to Friendly's for ice cream to celebrate our little guy's transition. My dad ordered a root beer float. When it arrived the waitress said "Whatever you do, don't touch that. I'm serious."

And then she walked away.

And we looked at each other questioningly. What the heck?

Then she returned and put a bowl underneath it.

Evidently root beer floats at Friendly's can explode if you touch them. Who knew?

It was a happy night. :)