• Kids,  Memories

    Parent-Teacher Conferences

    I’m realizing how unnecessary and draining worry is and I was shown an example of that last night. When I was a kid there were a LOT of worries when I watched my folks walk out that door knowing they would be speaking to my teacher. About me. ALONE. I would be a mess of nerves and anxiety the whole time they were gone. As soon as they pulled into the driveway I would watch them from the window glued to their faces searching for any hint or clue as to how the meeting went. I’m not sure why I was always so worried. I always got the “talks too…

  • Kids,  Memories

    The day before school … I’m a wreck!

    I keep checking Tristyn’s backpack to make sure he has everything. I’ve checked his school supply list a dozen times today. Yes, he has everything. We dropped off most of the items when we went to his school’s open house. He got to sit down at his desk and meet his teacher. Mrs. G is going to be awesome. I’m still a wreck. I’ve double, triple, 10000x checked all the websites I’m supposed to be signed up to track his progress and his school lunches. Every time I check I’m reminded that I haven’t forgotten anything. He has his masks, he has his water bottle, everything has his name on…