The older I get, the more I realize that parenting decisions are never one-size-fits-all.
I had high hopes for this summer. But now that it’s August, in the hell-depths of summer, there is nothing I want more than for school to begin.
I look back to where I was eleven years ago when my oldest was born and I see not just how she’s grown in the blink of an eye, but how I’ve grown as well. In the time she’s grown from a baby to a preteen, both her and I have changed substantially.