both my kids are in school. Three times a week for 2.5 hours, my house is quiet (that is if the dogs aren't fighting and bothering the cats). It is a very strange feeling, one that I'm not q
uite sure if I'll get use to...
Marley has just entered 1st grade and she is such a big girl now. This summer was a big turning point. She seems to have grown up right before my eyes. It's bitter sweet. I'm happy for her because I remember the feeling of wanting nothing more in the world than to be older than what I was... but then it breaks my heart because she's not my baby anymore. Not that she ever was; she is, was and always will be daddy's girl, but I squeeze myself in her picture where ever I can. She fights me, but it makes the success that much sweeter.
My little boy Tyler is finally a preschooler. He is now in the same league as his big sissy, which of course is everything to a 3 year old. His first day was really hard for me. I was quite misty and
even though he is entering his third week, it's still tough. This one was always connected to my hip and I feel a part of me is missing. I know he's old enough to go, but he still feels too young to go. Fortunately it's only for 2
ish hours and everything resumes to normal... "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy"
Marley has just entered 1st grade and she is such a big girl now. This summer was a big turning point. She seems to have grown up right before my eyes. It's bitter sweet. I'm happy for her because I remember the feeling of wanting nothing more in the world than to be older than what I was... but then it breaks my heart because she's not my baby anymore. Not that she ever was; she is, was and always will be daddy's girl, but I squeeze myself in her picture where ever I can. She fights me, but it makes the success that much sweeter. 
My little boy Tyler is finally a preschooler. He is now in the same league as his big sissy, which of course is everything to a 3 year old. His first day was really hard for me. I was quite misty and even though he is entering his third week, it's still tough. This one was always connected to my hip and I feel a part of me is missing. I know he's old enough to go, but he still feels too young to go. Fortunately it's only for 2ish hours and everything resumes to normal... "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy"
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