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Francis started school last week.  Not a moment too soon is what I say.  I love my daughter dearly.  She is super smart and fun and creative.  Unfortunately, she drives me like a mule.  She can think up a million projects and games a minute and for some reason, most of them involve me.  She would also make an excellent lawyer.  She wants a 2 page document with high lighted reasons for every decision, as well as cross-referenced accounts of relevant past cases.  (“Why can’t I bring a toy to school?  You let Zephyr bring Dog to school, why can’t I bring something?  Gracie brought a toy just last week!  Why would her mom let her do that if she knows the rules?  Are you sure that the rules are the same this year?  Can you show me the place where they put the new rules?  Maybe they changed……).  Off you go!

Zephyr started preschool today.  He was thrilled.  Absolutely.  That kid has absolutely no issues with heading off into the world alone.

I think preschool will be good for him.  Like many self-involved toddlers, he thinks “But I love to” is a good enough reason to do whatever he wants.  He has truly used that response after doing all sorts of naughty things.  ”But I love to kick the chickens!”.

And, here is the classic third child left behind.  It won’t be long Inez and you can be shuffled out into the world just for a bit each day, little steps at a time, testing that fleeting, giddy, joyful independence.

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