D. was invited to his first Bar Mitzvah. Here he is, all dressed up, wearing his dad's jacket and his uncle's size 12 shoes! I was worried when I dropped him off. He had friends that were going, but he didn't see them. He was carrying a card with nowhere to put it, wearing clothes he wasn't really comfortable in, and didn't really want to go into the temple. Luckily he saw his friends in the vestibule. He thought the ceremony was neat, and had a great time at the country club reception afterwards. He's growing up--off to his first formal affair alone!
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