Mondays are made even more manic
when your 13 year old has to come to school with you.
Sitting in a corner to sign on to zoom classes
while you teach 4 year olds how to tune a ukulele
among other things.
This quote was for teens.
I think the same goes for parenting a teen.
We continued our journey of "cleaning out" the classroom.
Tomorrow, we will think about arranging our spaces into 6 feet of separation.
Tonight I had a break from the stress known as Dodger post season baseball.
Monday night is my night to pick up and have dinner with my Boy-Man.
He loved noodles,
or at least he ate them all the time.
Today is the anniversary day of when we lost him.
I didn't get to say goodbye
but our last conversation was a happy one.
He had just won "big" in Vegas.
Miss you daddy.
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