Some days I stress out about our school choice decisions. And some days I stress out about how hard it can be to get things done and work to improve a school.
And some days, I am so happy and proud to be a part of it.
What do you get when you have an 8-year old, a 5-year old, an overly timid Westie, and a new kitten all living in a 1914, slowly-being-restored small rowhouse?
Awww Trouble!
1 comment:
I cried. I'm a sucker for a good parade.
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