A year ago my son started third grade in a new school in a new part of the country, after moving from the midwest the day after second grade had ended.
Becoming Real
My youngest child, Gwen, recently turned three, which means as a family we've, for the most part, evolved past the sticking-everything-in-your-mouth phase, the screaming-uncontrollably-for-no-intelligible-reason phase, and hopefully soon will be mostly done with the pooping-in-your-pants-at-totally-inconvenient-times phase of family life....