This year, I am the parent of a high school freshman. Wow. I feel a little bit old, but mostly proud of her. We live in the part of the country where teen pregnancy and drop outs happen frequently. Scary stuff.
She's stretching her wings, and with that comes arguments with mom. Normal. It's going to be difficult, and fun, and worth every minute. And I want it to go slow. Sometimes, it feels like its all happening too fast. I have to remind myself that my kids, my family is what's really important. Take a minute and breathe.
My noodlegirl is in second grade. She came home and said that she has a textbook this year. Its her first.
I'm pretty proud of them....
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