As Bryan was tucking Cooper into bed last night he told Cooper something exciting.
Bryan: Cooper, I'm not going to school tomorrow.
Cooper: Why? Where are you going?
Bryan: I'm staying home with you. I can play with you tomorrow.
Cooper: (disbelief, then excessive grinning)
Bryan took his last final yesterday. The last final of the MBA program. Tomorrow he will dress up in a fancy black cap, black gown, and a blue hood. And we will cheer and clap.
And maybe cry.
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