Parenting is crazy: one minute you're praying to God for the strength to make it through until naps and the next you're sobbing when you fold the officially outgrown onesie. This blog is my attempt to stop and celebrate the moments that I know I'd forget...because God knows I've shot my memory with excessive caffeine. The good, the bad, and the ugly...and I wouldn't change even a minute (though I would like to have Granny's treasured teapot back in one piece).
God bless this kid. He is the second so we walk through the firsts with a little less trepidation... and yes, less fanfare. But just look at him! He rolls with it all. I will miss him during these three mornings each week!
First Day of Preschool