Here comes another school year -- one in which I have a high schooler, a middle schooler, three elementarians (I might have made up that word) and two preschoolers. Almost every moment is filled helping my darlings grow and succeed. There are a few moments, though, that I can take four seconds on photo booth and pinch myself into an alien.
9th grader
These two Babcock boys are happy around me.
This one might even have a bit of curly hair; I'm not holding my breath, just breathing deeply while it lasts.
Mostly I mourn the first few weeks of school that my bigs are far from me physically. They are learning all sorts of new things and becoming positive members of society, which makes our separation a teensy bit easier.
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