I’m in a weird mood. I keep looking at Willow and lamenting that I’ll forget so much of what I love about her right now. Will I remember how she hops forward on both knees (*so* funny!) and makes a silly noise? When I look at photos of Sophie from last year, or especially of the boys from when they were babies, I marvel at the differences and have trouble recalling them as their littler selves. It’s already hard to remember the four-pound Willow, though I’ll never forget my emotions from that time.
Tomorrow is the last day of school and I’m in an email debate with the principal over removing a suspension from Lexy’s record. Quite ready to be finished!
Next week we are going to Canada. I’ve never boarded a plane to take a trip that wasn’t to see family. Maybe I should check if John or I have any distant relatives there. I think it will be good for me to go, once I’m gone.