Yesterday the Girl Scouts had an event to see Inside Out 2. I loved the original and figured this was a good timing since Aaron was working some OT. However, I had completely forgotten about our prepaid tickets until my phone notified me it was time to leave. Luckily we only live 5 minutes away…especially so because McKenna was still sleeping…at 10:40am. 🙈

As I previously stated and repeat here again, our mindset must change from one of resignation to one of advocacy. We must act to make those changes that reduce the chance it will happen in the future. We must have the courage to choose our children and protect the future of our nation.

superintendent of my children’s school district

This is the last of it. Every year I day I am going to keep writing April through February. Except for the very rare update, it never happens

It’s not fair. 
I want to go, too. 
When is it my turn?
She always get to do the fun stuff. 
When will be it boys’ sleepover?
How many more days?

Soon, Buddy. Soon. Promise. 

She hates pie. And muffins. And most cake. Minus the cake, I’m not sure how she is even my child. Sweet things just aren’t her jam. Oh yea. She also doesn’t like jelly. Or jello. Or pudding.

Today they slept. And slept and slept. I didn’t wake anyone for daycare. School is on spring break. With yesterday being such a long day, I decided to let them decide when they wanted to rise from their beds.

It’s happened again. Another shooting in a school. This time was an elementary school. Three students were gunned down. Nine year olds.

Hard things are coming. It’s been looming all week. Today was prep day. Are the clothes clean? Does anything need to be pressed? Do the shoes fit? Can we even find the dress shoes?

My dad called this morning just to say hi. It was nice to talk and just get caught up for a minute. So much has been going on that it was a little sliver of normalcy is an otherwise emotionally draining week.