When I was in Kindergarten, they posed us for the paper because we were the "Class of 2000". That seems like ages ago, and now it is 2009! Mr. J is coming up ready to graduate. I can remember my dad putting him in a pillowcase (and not a BIG pillowcase, it was a motel pillowcase) and flinging him in circles. He was so tiny, he couldn't even ride the rollercoasters, but he rode the bungee jump ride when my little brother, older than he is, was too scared. He was a fearless little tiny thing, and now he is graduating! I feel so old!