Don't want it please

I thought I would feel relieved not to be in charge of Taylor's school and fighting her to do her work. But, after walking her to her class, making sure she was settled in, and then walking back to the car- I feel like I've lost my child. I walked in and saw her half eaten breakfast plate still on the table and I sobbed as I cleaned it up. I hope she has a good day because if she doesn't I'll be hard pressed to let her go back again. The house is definitely not the same without Tates. I have watched the clock all morning and it has just crept along. HUrry. UP. I want my child back. If she comes home singing Barrack Hussein Obama MMmm MMmm MMmmm- it will be over. I just hope as she spends less time in the sun her hair will darken and she can blend in a little better :)


I could see the look on all the other kids' faces thinking - "We got whh...another student in here!"



And this is how Ezra and Cagey entertained themselves after Cagey was done with his first little day of Kindergarten. He actually sat and did everything I asked him to do. In the words of my Momma, I am cautiously optimistic!