I always feel guilty when school starts again. Guilty that we had a way boring summer. I wish I could be one of those good moms that take their kids on an activity every week. I have a hard time even letting friends come over. It seems like when a friend is over someone always ends up getting left out. My sister's good friend just had her 5th baby and takes her kids all the time to do fun stuff. I guess I just need to get more daring.
I can't believe she is in second grade already. It seems like once they start grade school they grow up so fast. It seems like just the other day I was in the hospital holding her in my arms. I swear it wasn't sever years ago, was it? Sometimes I really wish I could slow things down. But then I guess I wouldn't get to enjoy all the fun stages they go through.
Come back tomorrow, I have a project I'm working on.