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Monthly Archives: September 2011
This September Morning
This morning was Mimi’s first soccer game of the season. As I basked in the warm sun, cheering on our team and chatting with the other parents, I paused for a moment…just to reflect on how truly wonderful life was. … Continue reading
My Homework
When Mimi came home from school on her first day, she gleefully announced that I had homework to do and handed me a sheet of paper. It was titled “What you need to know about my son or daughter in … Continue reading
The Last First Day
It was a major struggle to climb out of bed this morning. We had done just as we do every summer the moment school lets out…revert into “Night Owl” mode. Our entire family seems happiest staying up until the wee … Continue reading