Going from having two in school last year to four this year caught me off-guard. Perhaps it was going from one school to three that did it. Maybe it was just Braden starting middle school.
Whatever it was or is, I find myself longing for the lazy days of summer when I didn't have to pack four sack lunches, keep track of four sets of homework, sift through papers from four backpacks, convince two reluctant kindergartners that school is better than hanging out with mom, and make sure that four beds get made and four sets of teeth get brushed all before the buses come for all four children at 8:15 a.m. OK, I scored on that one.
What I want to know is who scheduled piano lessons for 7 am?
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