Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Wednesday, September 04, 2013
First Day of First Grade
1 comment:
grandma cindy
said...
Yes, she's ready! So glad she already knows she LOVES her teacher. What a great year she will have. Tell her I wish I had been there to help her pick out her socks. She'll know what I mean. And I like the ones she picked.
1 comment:
Yes, she's ready! So glad she already knows she LOVES her teacher. What a great year she will have. Tell her I wish I had been there to help her pick out her socks. She'll know what I mean. And I like the ones she picked.
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