The Lost Year

Kindergarten started. I went back to work. Josh started preschool. It was a blur. There was no blogging, there was little time for anything other than survival. Immune systems were pushed to the brink, my teaching mettle was tested, and Josh threw up for the first time in the car after eating a hot dog for lunch. He will never eat hot dogs again.

The year came and went. Lucy continued to just be Lucy, but got smarter and more clever in Kindergarten. She rolled with the punches and gracefully accepted the most change the family has undergone in her little life. Josh started preschool, and well, by the end of the year made a little bit of peace with the change. It was a long, long year, and it taught me to cherish the time with my family.

Looking at my last entry, May 2010, Lucy was on the brink of turning five, and Josh was almost three. It was a lifetime ago. Lucy is now six and a half, and Josh is four and a half. Immune systems are a little stronger, school is a little more familiar, and I've gotten at least a little bit of my teaching mojo back. The stories I tell Lucy and Josh are so vividly imprinted, some have become their own memories. My New Years Resolution is to capture these moments again here. The good, the bad, and the absurd - the salad days.

Happy New Year