Today I joined Christopher at his school for the annual cookout, which is really a day to go have lunch with your children, and not so much a "cookout." Most parents take a bag of fast food to the school and everyone sits out on the lawn to eat. (It's not exactly a grassy knoll, but rather a cramped corner of the school property underneath a patch of live oak trees, filled with rocks, leaves, ants, and tiny patches of rough Texas grasses.) About the only ones who actually sign up for the hamburgers from the school cafeteria are those new to the school. I always enjoy the artwork and decorations on the walls at the school, so I took a few pictures, and got some shots of Christopher coming down the stairs with his class for lunch. It's a big move up, psychologically and physically when the students go into third grade where all the "upper" classrooms (3rd, 4th, and 5th grades) are all held upstairs, on the second level of the building. This isn't the most ...