I wouldn’t have spent my half hour alone today blogging and then standing at the kitchen counter eating an apple with peanut butter for lunch if I had known that when I picked Willow up Miss T was going to say that she was a handful and probably not going to be able to be in the class. They will give her a couple more tries, but she is a good six months younger than the minimum age and she is acting so very three years old lately.
Oh well. There’s always this fall. . .