The Best Teacher I’ve Ever Had

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I was wrapping up a shirt that I had bought for my daughter for Christmas. This shirt is my daughter to a tee. Re-reading it to my husband I laughed and then started to cry.

This is my daughter in a nutshell. She can drive me up the wall crazy, and she will be the first to tell you she is doing so. I love her more and more each day. She is fearless, loud, funny, brave and the absolute best teacher I have ever had.

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Preschool for Parents?

Confessions Fall Preschool for Paretns

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This September is full of firsts for our family. Positive, new, scary and exciting. Even though September is the ninth month of the year, it has always represented a ‘new year’ for me – even more so than January. There are so many things to look forward too. September represents routine, new adventures, new starts, cooler weather (yay), scarfs and family. For us now, we get to add school, well in our case preschool.

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Oh, The Possibilities

My daughter loves to watch music videos. Yes, Taylor Swift, Meghan Trainor, The Biebes. But she also loves the 2Cellos and a beautiful violinist, a Canadian gal by the name of Lindsey Stirling. She studies the dances, she is understanding the timing of things now. She is absolutely adorable – I could be a wee bit biased.

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My Daughter is a Princess & I Encourage Her To Be

Being a princess isn’t a bad thing.

As adults we tend to think princesses are stuck up, snobbish divas, who have servants who wait on them hand and foot.  Don’t know how to boil water. They don’t wake up until 1:00 pm. They care more about there clothes and how shiny there tiaras are.

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I. Hate. Bedtime!!!!

I Hate Bedtime

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I.Hate.Bedtime!!!!!

Most parent love when there kids go to bed, there child drifts off to dreamland. This is when parents get time to themselves. They can watch a movie, a TV show, have sex, decompress from the crazy day, or actually have a conversation with one another with out someone going “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mum, Mum, MMMUUUUMMMM!”.  So why do I hate bedtime? Why is this the absolutely worst part of my day? Here’s why.

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