On a lazy Sunday morning, I can be found lounging on the couch. My mismatched socks compliment my 20-year-old sweatpants. My hair is sticking up in every which way, as I watch my daughter dance to the music roaring from the speaker. At that moment, I’m in a state of true bliss. Gone are the days of …
parenting
The Life Lessons I Learned From My Daughter's First Year Of School
It started as a typical morning, racing around with the goal of not being late for preschool drop off. Though, this day was anything but normal: It was my daughter’s last day of school. Her first year of preschool would soon be under her belt; an achievement my husband and I weren’t sure was even …