Christa has pulled me right back into the world of children. I confess, I went kicking and screaming. I had so "Been there, done that."
I went to a school book fair with my kindergartner. I don't know who had more fun scouring the tables of books--me or her.
May your day be anchored in gratitude.
I was back in kindergarten again today. Once again, those little kiddos taught me a valuable lesson about life.
Being a mom takes a lot of time and even more effort. It's not something to be done haphazardly, although I admit somedays that's the way it goes.
Christa, my almost six-year-old, comes and stands next to me.
I don't know about Christa, but I'm lovin' kindergarten!
I'm not a Rolling Stones fan--I mean, come on! A logo of a big tongue sticking out of a mouth? Gross!
I never went to kindergarten as a child. Back in those days, most kids started school by going to first grade. Kindergarten was optional.
"Balance, balance, keep your balance . . ."