Yesterday, the community in which I work suffered a great loss, and so did I. A former student, that meant a great deal to me and other staff members, passed away. He was in a very serious car wreck with his wife and 13 month old baby also in the car. He wasn't wearing a seatbelt, and neither was his wife. As a result of traumatic brain injury, his family had to say goodbye to him. Thankfully, his daughter was fine and his wife should hopefully survive. The tragedy is almost beyond words. It has rocked our school and community. It has placed me in a fog, with my tear ducts completely dry and my emotions numb.
Such a horrible tragedy has taken me back to a similar loss in my life when I was just in high school myself. When I was 15, I lost my best friend. As with this current situation, my Jessie was in a car wreck and suffered a life-ending head injury. She, too, was thrown from the vehicle, she was also not wearing a seatbelt. Even after 16.5 years, it still hurts. I still wonder constantly what my life would have been like if she were still here. I still ask why. Going through this loss, and trying to help students through it, feels so horribly familiar. I remember every second of hearing the news from my mom. I remember being curled up in a ball for days, sitting out in the rain numb. I remember the services, the smells, the funeral, the burial site, the songs, what she was wearing, everything. It's devastatingly fresh in my mind. I feel nauseous with grief, both for Jessie and this 19 year old boy, who had his entire life ahead of him. I feel so incredibly sad for his family and that of his wife's family. I cry for the anguish his wife is experiencing, physically and mentally, the guilt she will probably bear for the rest of her life, the sadness she will experience when she looks into her daughter's eyes and sees her husband. I am hurting for that sweet little girl who won't know her wonderful Daddy, who worked so hard to get his life in order for her. I, unfortunately, can imagine the pain and the anger his friends are experiencing. It will not be easy. Tragedy and loss is so difficult to process. So hard to understand.
It's moments like this that I just don't understand how God makes his choices, how loss works. How one life is cut so very short. For what reason? I realize it's pointless to ask why, to question the reasons behind Gods bigger plan. But I do anyway...especially when such a young life is cut so short. I see now why God put him in the situation of becoming a Daddy so early in life (at just 18). I understand why he had to go through all the struggles in his life, why he lived such an adult life when he was still just a kid. This, however, doesn't make understanding death any easier. I know it takes time. I've been working 16.5 years to understand and accept the passing of Jessie at just 15. Right now, those that knew, loved and cared for him are just trying to support each other. I pray for his family and friends. I grieve. This is all we can do.
RIP Jessie. RIP WJH. You will always be missed.
Friday, March 9, 2012
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Bloggy Lovin' ~ March
If you're looking for some new blog reading, you've got to check out these ladies! I'm proud to present my March Blog Sponsors/Swaps. They are definitely two blogs I freqent, and you should too! Thanks for swapping, ladies!
Hey! My name is Jen and I'm the author and mom-tographer at Home for Three. As many Moms do, I started this blog when I was pregnant as a way to chronicle our adventure into parenthood. Now, almost two years later, we're still learning and having a blast as we try to keep up with our wonderfully busy toddler, Charlie.
Its not always pretty, its not always perfect, but its ours. Whether its a funny story, a new recipe, a way to save money, or a craftie idea, follow along as I do my best to build this home for three!
My mission is to find super vendors and out of this world deals while also supporting momtrepreneurs. I'll always be on the look out for fun ideas to share that you might wonder about. Activities, crafts, snacks, parties, etc... Wonder Mommy is to the rescue. My goal is to be a powerful and wonderful force of knowledge to all Superhero Moms (and Dads)!
If you want to sponsor/swap for March, don't worry...there's still time. Email me @ klscherman at gmail dot com. Get details on swapping HERE.
Don't forget...if you don't have GFC, go follow my twitter feed @ RTP_inHeels (or click on the twitter button on the left of this page).
Hey! My name is Jen and I'm the author and mom-tographer at Home for Three. As many Moms do, I started this blog when I was pregnant as a way to chronicle our adventure into parenthood. Now, almost two years later, we're still learning and having a blast as we try to keep up with our wonderfully busy toddler, Charlie.
Its not always pretty, its not always perfect, but its ours. Whether its a funny story, a new recipe, a way to save money, or a craftie idea, follow along as I do my best to build this home for three!
My mission is to find super vendors and out of this world deals while also supporting momtrepreneurs. I'll always be on the look out for fun ideas to share that you might wonder about. Activities, crafts, snacks, parties, etc... Wonder Mommy is to the rescue. My goal is to be a powerful and wonderful force of knowledge to all Superhero Moms (and Dads)!
If you want to sponsor/swap for March, don't worry...there's still time. Email me @ klscherman at gmail dot com. Get details on swapping HERE.
Don't forget...if you don't have GFC, go follow my twitter feed @ RTP_inHeels (or click on the twitter button on the left of this page).
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
PYHO: Verbal Diarrhea 2G
Yesterday in Mama G's famous Toddle Along Tuesday, I brought up the traits that I hope the kids got from us, and those I hope they didn't. One of my not-so-favorable traits is my verbal diarrhea. I tend to say too much in not exactly the right situations. I'm not exactly coy. I spew all my truths onto just about anyone that will listen (hence my blog platform). I'm never malicious with my verbiage, just honest. I'm 30+, so although I have a better handle on it than I used to, I am probably not going to change dramatically overnight. There are just some things about myself that, no matter how much I work on them (like my crappy job picking up the phone to catch up with friends...so sorry) I just can't seem to make a radical difference in my personality. Such is life.
Unfortunately, I think we have a 2nd generation verbal diarrhea situation on our hands. It's no secret T likes to talk...A LOT (like mommy ::blushes::). Most of the time, it's cute little sayings, words said incorrectly and humorous lines that only a preschooler could get away with. Harmless. Like Mommy, T tends to let his mouth go faster than his brain. He doesn't mean to hurt anyone, get in trouble, embarrass his parents, he is just honest.
So all this intro brings me to why I'm writing a PYHO post about verbal diarrhea. Last week, T's daycare director stopped me on my way in to tell me that T told her, "you smell like breast milk today". ::gasp:: I was thinking in my head...my kid said breast???!!! Luckily, the director and co director thought it was HILARIOUS, so relaxed a bit. We deduced she might have had some spit-up on her clothes that day, as she has an 8 month old baby, and T connected that smell to the milk that comes out of mommy. Needless to say I was a bit embarrassed with his blunt observation.
If it was just that one time last week, I might have been able to get past it. It wasn't.
A couple of days later the director stopped me again. She told me (again...she was laughing) that when T got home on the bus from preschool that he saw a lady dropping off her child at the front desk. My honest child didn't say "hey" or "have a good day" or any of the usual sweet greetings he says. Nope. He said "you have a big belly". ::die:: The director said to him (in the moment) "we don't say that to people". His response "Well, she does, though. Does she have a baby in her belly". ::dies again:: Did I mention the lady at the front desk heard the entire exchange?!? Yup. Thankfully, she laughed it off. But, we all know even those words from a child still hurt. The director proceeded to explain that sometimes you need to let your brain catch up to your mouth, and think before you speak. You don't want to hurt other people's feelings with your words.
When T told me the story himself, I have to admit, I had to turn my head so he couldn't see I was chuckling, half mortified and shocked and half, admittedly, amused (sick, I know). But inside, I felt horrible for the poor lady he hurt. I also now struggle with how to explain to T that he can't say those types of things to or about people. How do you explain to a 4.5 year old that words hurt. I did my very best in the car that day to explain to him that people come in all shapes and sizes, and we shouldn't judge or poke fun at other's differences. I gave him some examples, and I think he got the message. Hopefully. I guess we shall see.
I just hope T learns from his mistakes early enough in life. I worry that I'm not doing a good job putting preventions, consequences and explanations in place. I just want to be sure he gets the message loud and clear, and at an age-appropriate level.
When hubs and I started having children, we agreed that our main goal in raising our kids was to be sure we raised them to be kind, polite, and respectful to others. Am I doing something wrong? Is this just a normal phase kids go through? Man, parenting is hard. ::sigh::
Unfortunately, I think we have a 2nd generation verbal diarrhea situation on our hands. It's no secret T likes to talk...A LOT (like mommy ::blushes::). Most of the time, it's cute little sayings, words said incorrectly and humorous lines that only a preschooler could get away with. Harmless. Like Mommy, T tends to let his mouth go faster than his brain. He doesn't mean to hurt anyone, get in trouble, embarrass his parents, he is just honest.
If it was just that one time last week, I might have been able to get past it. It wasn't.
A couple of days later the director stopped me again. She told me (again...she was laughing) that when T got home on the bus from preschool that he saw a lady dropping off her child at the front desk. My honest child didn't say "hey" or "have a good day" or any of the usual sweet greetings he says. Nope. He said "you have a big belly". ::die:: The director said to him (in the moment) "we don't say that to people". His response "Well, she does, though. Does she have a baby in her belly". ::dies again:: Did I mention the lady at the front desk heard the entire exchange?!? Yup. Thankfully, she laughed it off. But, we all know even those words from a child still hurt. The director proceeded to explain that sometimes you need to let your brain catch up to your mouth, and think before you speak. You don't want to hurt other people's feelings with your words.
When T told me the story himself, I have to admit, I had to turn my head so he couldn't see I was chuckling, half mortified and shocked and half, admittedly, amused (sick, I know). But inside, I felt horrible for the poor lady he hurt. I also now struggle with how to explain to T that he can't say those types of things to or about people. How do you explain to a 4.5 year old that words hurt. I did my very best in the car that day to explain to him that people come in all shapes and sizes, and we shouldn't judge or poke fun at other's differences. I gave him some examples, and I think he got the message. Hopefully. I guess we shall see.
I just hope T learns from his mistakes early enough in life. I worry that I'm not doing a good job putting preventions, consequences and explanations in place. I just want to be sure he gets the message loud and clear, and at an age-appropriate level.
When hubs and I started having children, we agreed that our main goal in raising our kids was to be sure we raised them to be kind, polite, and respectful to others. Am I doing something wrong? Is this just a normal phase kids go through? Man, parenting is hard. ::sigh::
Gotta get back to teaching myself the staff dance for the pep rally this Friday. Yes folks, I am preparing to completely embarrass myself in front of 1200+ high schoolers. Fun times. Happy Hump Day!
Linking up with Shell @ Things I can't say.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
TAT: The Best of Us
Dear T & B,
You are both the lights of my life. You are the best things that have ever happened to me! I pray nightly that the traits you received from me and your Daddy bode well for you in the future. Hopefully your genetics will be good to you. If not, I hope our nurturing skills will help you develop into the best you can be (which is all I ask for). I am so proud of who you have already become. I look forward to watching you grow into yourselves and develop your own distinct personalities.
I hope you inherit the following from Mommy:
1. a love for learning - education is so very important, and I hope you realize that early on and love it as much as I do. Treat school with respect and take it seriously.
2. a kind heart, willing to go out of your way (sometimes at a fault) for others
3. determination and drive - you can do it, Mommy knows you can! She did!
4. creative and crafty - I hope at least one of you will want to sit down with me to make an invitation, do a pinterest craft, enjoy school projects, even if you're not good at it
5. rhythm - oh please say you got this from Mommy, and not your Daddy ::eek::
6. willingness to try new and exciting foods and travel to new places, being adventurous - I promise to support that time in your lives when you want to live in a new country (Mommy did!). I will try to control my anxiety and be there for you (as my parents were).
Lets pray these Mommy genes have skipped you:
1. perfectionism, uptight OCD - it's a tough weight to bear
2. anxiety - It's very scary to lose control to an anxiety attack. I hope you never have to experience it.
3. easily embarrassed and uncomfortable in unfamiliar situations - get out there and sell those Girl Scout Cookies, chocolate bars, don't be like Mommy (I had to ask my little brother to do it)
4. verbal diarrhea - need I say more
5. overly sensitive - I get my feelings hurt a lot. It would break my heart to see you in pain.
6. road rage - although I already see some of this in T. I promise to try to reel it in a bit when you're in the car with me.
Daddy has some great traits I hope you received:
1. patience and able to put things in perspective - he's strong like oak, a very calming force in our house
2. flexibility - he goes with the flow while Mommy panics
3. loyalty - to friends, family and work
4. handy - he can fix anything and I hope you both can be self-sufficient in that respect
5. spontaneity - I suck at this! I hope you can be more like your Daddy!
6. faith - go to Church with Daddy! Mommy is trying to get on board (I really am).
Sorry, Daddy, but I hope T & B don't get your:
1. close-minded view of food and drink - I hope they are more adventurous and willing
2. willingness to explore social media - get on board, hubs...please!
3. stubborness - oh lord!
4. sarcasm (from us both...they're in trouble)
5. no respect for the arts (I hope they paint, write, read, sing, play an instrument, participate in drama, dance, the works!)
Although I know genetics play a significant role, I hope you can learn to control the negative traits better than we do (as it's hard to change at 30+) and let the good flourish. I hope we can give you a solid base on which to grow into a child that can stand on their own two feet and be strong in your beliefs and convictions. We love you so much, and we're already proud of you!
xoxo
Mommy
Link up with Mama G @ Growing Up Geeky for Toddle Along Tuesday!
You are both the lights of my life. You are the best things that have ever happened to me! I pray nightly that the traits you received from me and your Daddy bode well for you in the future. Hopefully your genetics will be good to you. If not, I hope our nurturing skills will help you develop into the best you can be (which is all I ask for). I am so proud of who you have already become. I look forward to watching you grow into yourselves and develop your own distinct personalities.
I hope you inherit the following from Mommy:
1. a love for learning - education is so very important, and I hope you realize that early on and love it as much as I do. Treat school with respect and take it seriously.
2. a kind heart, willing to go out of your way (sometimes at a fault) for others
3. determination and drive - you can do it, Mommy knows you can! She did!
4. creative and crafty - I hope at least one of you will want to sit down with me to make an invitation, do a pinterest craft, enjoy school projects, even if you're not good at it
5. rhythm - oh please say you got this from Mommy, and not your Daddy ::eek::
6. willingness to try new and exciting foods and travel to new places, being adventurous - I promise to support that time in your lives when you want to live in a new country (Mommy did!). I will try to control my anxiety and be there for you (as my parents were).
Lets pray these Mommy genes have skipped you:
1. perfectionism, uptight OCD - it's a tough weight to bear
2. anxiety - It's very scary to lose control to an anxiety attack. I hope you never have to experience it.
3. easily embarrassed and uncomfortable in unfamiliar situations - get out there and sell those Girl Scout Cookies, chocolate bars, don't be like Mommy (I had to ask my little brother to do it)
4. verbal diarrhea - need I say more
5. overly sensitive - I get my feelings hurt a lot. It would break my heart to see you in pain.
6. road rage - although I already see some of this in T. I promise to try to reel it in a bit when you're in the car with me.
Daddy has some great traits I hope you received:
1. patience and able to put things in perspective - he's strong like oak, a very calming force in our house
2. flexibility - he goes with the flow while Mommy panics
3. loyalty - to friends, family and work
4. handy - he can fix anything and I hope you both can be self-sufficient in that respect
5. spontaneity - I suck at this! I hope you can be more like your Daddy!
6. faith - go to Church with Daddy! Mommy is trying to get on board (I really am).
Sorry, Daddy, but I hope T & B don't get your:
1. close-minded view of food and drink - I hope they are more adventurous and willing
2. willingness to explore social media - get on board, hubs...please!
3. stubborness - oh lord!
4. sarcasm (from us both...they're in trouble)
5. no respect for the arts (I hope they paint, write, read, sing, play an instrument, participate in drama, dance, the works!)
Although I know genetics play a significant role, I hope you can learn to control the negative traits better than we do (as it's hard to change at 30+) and let the good flourish. I hope we can give you a solid base on which to grow into a child that can stand on their own two feet and be strong in your beliefs and convictions. We love you so much, and we're already proud of you!
xoxo
Mommy
Link up with Mama G @ Growing Up Geeky for Toddle Along Tuesday!
Monday, March 5, 2012
The Floor, My Second Home
I have to admit, much of my weekends are spent on the floor. If I'm not crawling around with B, I'm playing with T (although hubs is the best wrestling partner...as mommy can be a wimp), or folding laundry on the floor or watching the kiddos play together ::swoon::. I look back at my days at home, and realize I spend most of it on my butt or my knees. Thank the Lord for two of my most favorite things; 1. my vacuum and 2. this little beauty!
Oh how I lurrrvvvee this baby! Shark Steam Mop
And speaking of cleaning products (they definitely get this type-A OCD clean/organization freak pumped up!)...I'm looking to add to my arsenal. I want a smaller stick vacuum that I can use to clean up in front of our garage door where we track in lots of crap AND underneath B's high chair (she's a messy gal) and T, no matter where he eats. So, what do you think of these guys?!? Advice, reviews, other options?!?!
The Shark Navigator or the Navigator Light
I digress...
Our weekend was spent mostly at home enjoying our cuties. B is on the move, big-time. She's a crawling machine. So...up went the gates. ::boo:: We also saw her pull up in her crib for the first time. That was exciting, and terrifying. She hasn't done it since, but we know she can now (it's a milestone nonetheless).
Here are some photo highlights of my time on the floor with my family.
Need some help with that, mom?
Hope you all had a fun-filled weekend with your families. Don't forget about my March blog swap. You can get details HERE.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Internet Window Shopping
So one of my favorite weekend activities, okay...maybe not just the weekend ::blushes::, is to internet window shop. What's that, you might ask?!? Such an activity includes going to all my favorite fashion sites and filling my virtual cart with all my wants and needs, then chickening out and closing out the webpage. I do it all the time. I virually window shop for myself, my kids, my friends and my hubby, for bargins, for coupons, for blog sites, you name it. Unfortunately, I have a severe case of buyers remorse (and hubby is probably quite glad for that fact) so I barely ever pull the trigger. I'm a usual visitor of Old Navy, Gap, The Loft and H&M. I have to also thank Ashley over at The Stauffer Shenanigans for my newfound f21 obsession!
So, here's what I've been virtually shopping for (and drooling over) today... ::sigh::
Color Block Bikini (f21)
Teal shorts ::dies:: with white polka-dot shirt and yellow accessories (Old Navy)
f21 dresses
Love these gladiator sandals (f21)
And of course...no internet window shopping is complete without picking out a thing or two for the kiddos...(gotta love The Gap)
For T (can you tell I'm a bit yellow and teal obsessed lately?) He would die over the shoes!
For B (my purple obsession lives on)...and love love love the "sleeping romper"
It's so much fun to dream about buying these fab items during the moments I'm filling up my virtual "shopping cart". Then, I come back down to reality, wave goodbye, and close my computer. It might be sick...but it's how I get my fashion "fix".
Do you fill up your internet shopping carts?? Where do you shop?? Please tell me I'm not alone.
Don't forget my March Blog Swap. Click HERE for details.
So, here's what I've been virtually shopping for (and drooling over) today... ::sigh::
Color Block Bikini (f21)
For T (can you tell I'm a bit yellow and teal obsessed lately?) He would die over the shoes!
For B (my purple obsession lives on)...and love love love the "sleeping romper"
It's so much fun to dream about buying these fab items during the moments I'm filling up my virtual "shopping cart". Then, I come back down to reality, wave goodbye, and close my computer. It might be sick...but it's how I get my fashion "fix".
Do you fill up your internet shopping carts?? Where do you shop?? Please tell me I'm not alone.
Don't forget my March Blog Swap. Click HERE for details.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
How to be a Running Mom
When my kiddos came along, running became a must-have in my life. It was also something I had to really make the effort to find a place for in my hectic life. With T, it was much easier to find time. We tag-teamed him, and when he got old enough, he came with me in my trusty Performance Baby Jogger. With B, it became much harder to fit it in. But...I do it. I do it because running is a piece of me I DO NOT want to give up. Running, although somewhat selfish, makes me a better partner for my husband, mom to my kids and teacher to my students. Running is important to me. I make time.
Here's what I need on hand to be a successful running mom:
1. a patient and understanding hubby - Logging miles takes some time. He's so supportive and understanding, and even joins in the training from time to time.
2. a support system - this can be Internet friends (I love running blogs, message boards, and the like), a running group, a neighbor you run or swap running stories with, a coworker you train with, whatever.
3. A good running stroller. I would like to give you the end-all-be-all answer to the best one out there. But...strollers...like cars and shoes...is such a personal choice. There are pluses and minuses to each type. I know the most popular right now is the B.O.B. I, myself, have a Baby Jogger performance, and it's been good to me. My advice is to buy what YOU like, not what others need/want/recommend. A jogger is going to have different needs than a true competitive runner, a mom with two will have different wants, and a mom hoping to expand her family would have others.
4. A waterproof running watch and/or a heart rate monitor to log your workouts, splits, times, etc. I prefer the Iron Man series watches (you can get one at Target that is waterproof) and the Polar heart rate monitors.
5. An amazing pair of running shoes. I am a huge supporter of the Mizuno brand, but it's such a personal choice. My recommendation, go to a running specialty store, not your local Walmart, to pick out running shoes. Take the time to try some out (they let you try them on a treadmill or down the street before you buy) and have the "experts" watch you run to recommend the right shoes for you. Don't just buy the prettiest shoe. Running shoes are ugly. You just have to accept it. Also, don't run on shoes longer than 6-8 months (depending on mileage).
6. Access to a treadmill. Treadmill workouts are good for hill workouts that you can control, or when you have to get in a workout quickly (as a mommy, I get that). We finally invested in a treadmill for our basement, and it was an incredible buy. I bought the Livestrong Series from their website and all the proceeds went to cancer research.
7. Access to a track. Speed work is key. I used to take Ty in his stroller, sit him in a shady spot with a snack and run sprints. Speed work is key to a good race.
8. A gym with a daycare. Sometimes you have to rely on other people to help you get it in. You have to remind yourself, as I do, that you're a better mom if you get in your run.
The bottom line is, anyone can be a runner. That's the beautiful thing about this sport. When I stand at the starting line amongst fellow runners, they come in all shapes and sizes, all ability levels, a huge range of ages, and don't all look like classic runners. You can do it too. Even if running isn't your workout of choice, find some way you can cut down your stress and feel like you again.
So...in honor of this post, I'd like to put my running goals for 2012 out there, so that I stay accountable:
1. Run 2 sub-3:50 marathons
2. Break 23 minutes in a 5K
3. get over my fear of swimming in crowds and complete a triathlon
4. Beat my PR in a half marathon
5. investigate a new jogging stroller (possibly a double)
Happy Running!
Friday, March 2, 2012
Blog Swap ~ March
Do you have a blog? Then lets swap for the month!
RTP_in Heels is taking blogging up a notch in March! (or trying to, at least...)
Here's what I'm thinking:
Contact me via email and send me your blog button (150x150), I will take your button and post it on my sidebar under my new "Bloggy Lovin'" section. PLUS I will promote you in a post and offer you a chance to be a "guest blogger" in my new Must-Know Monday series (if you'd like)!
All I ask for in return, is the same treatment! You can grab my button on my sidebar, or contact me for the code or jpeg in a particular size! If you add me to your blog via my button code, just shoot me an email OR leave me a comment here, and I'll do the same for you!
Send me an email to klscherman at gmail dot com if you're interested in swapping. Happy Friday!
RTP_in Heels is taking blogging up a notch in March! (or trying to, at least...)
Here's what I'm thinking:
Contact me via email and send me your blog button (150x150), I will take your button and post it on my sidebar under my new "Bloggy Lovin'" section. PLUS I will promote you in a post and offer you a chance to be a "guest blogger" in my new Must-Know Monday series (if you'd like)!
All I ask for in return, is the same treatment! You can grab my button on my sidebar, or contact me for the code or jpeg in a particular size! If you add me to your blog via my button code, just shoot me an email OR leave me a comment here, and I'll do the same for you!
Send me an email to klscherman at gmail dot com if you're interested in swapping. Happy Friday!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
A Fish is Born
So...back to the swimming milestone. If you don't remember from a previous post, B was terrified the last time we took her to the pool. So when I got the below letter (with some modifications/revisions/deletions to protect MIL and our privacy....yeah....I'm a blogger...what privacy?!) I was very happy.
From: MIL
To: Me & Hubs
Sent: Wednesday, February 29, 2012 1:27 PM
Subject: great day!!!
"What a great time we had! B was awesome! First, we sat in the water and she played with a toy. Then, she learned to smack the water and make it splash. Then, I pulled her along so she could float and kick her feet -- well, she never quite kicked, actually she kept her knees tucked under her!!! But she smiled! Then she held onto the wall and held herself up -- did great at that!!! Then we played, "Alligator, alligator, jump in the water!" where I was in the water in the lazy river and she "stood" on the side and jumped in! We ended with Ring Around the Rosey." It was a great time!
B did real well in daycare, too. The ladies said she never cried and she was playing when I got there. She smiled so big when she saw me!!!! I enjoyed my time.
Anyway, it was the greatest day!!!"
Is it okay I was also a bit sad, when I got the above email?? I wish I could have seen B do all these things. Don't get me wrong, I'm 100% on board with MIL doing these classes with B. I'm so thankful. But...I am a tad bit jealous. Oh the trials of tribulations...and guilt...of a working mom. ::sigh::
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