Each day I do the "morning tango." First, I get my daughter on her bus, blow her a kiss, return to the front door, and then come back out again with my youngest. After he gets on his bus with a kiss and a smile, once again I go into the house only to come back out half an hour later to drive my oldest son to middle school. Each time, I dash in and out of my door, I get to see a … [Read more...]
Passing Along My Dream
When I was seven years old, I saw the Disney version of Cinderella and the inner princess in me was born. I loved the sewing and singing mice, and the fairy godmother who turns rags into a beautiful gown and a pumpkin into a coach pulled by six white horses. I couldn't resist Cinderella meeting her handsome prince and living happily ever after.As I got older, I didn't buy … [Read more...]
