My third daughter goes to kindergarten and my fifth goes to preschool (provided we find potty training success in the next couple of weeks).
Next year I will have a middle schooler.
How often do I wish I could freeze my children as they are, in their sweet innocence at a time when the center of their world is our home and our family?
Maybe when they're gone more I'll make more time for writing, but in the meantime, I'm off to make a birthday cake and enjoy the company of my wild bunch.
