WHine.
As I was in the midst of all the marking, a parent called. That started the search for my missing kid. Not in the library, not at the basketball court, where can he be?
I feel like a mother with so many children. So many. I'm tired of fighting fire everyday.
Tuesday and counting (3 more days to FRIES-DAY).
Counting (6 more weeks to go).
COunting
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Art for Art's Sake
