My Niece Is Going To The Second Grade

And, she’s totally excited about it. I am too!

She is not my niece, but she’s a doll! Courtesy of Sophie Gee.

She Melts My Heart!

“Do you know what I learned at summer camp, Auntie? It was

AH-MAZING!”

“No baby, what did you learn? Please, tell me.”

MANNERS!

She told me the story of how one of her teachers called her “booger” and “chicken” and we sat awhile with this subject because I was slightly offended.

PAUSE!

My Auntie high sensor beams are raised to level-10 and I am not shy on catching a flight and simply showing up to said class when it is back in session. My kid brother is young. Her mother is too. I react to things like this, responsibly, but logically. And in my mind, a trip to the school; a face-to-face needs to take place.

BUT…

I have to let her parents handle this. So, I listened even more. She laughed and sighed when things brought her little doses of pain. It was the best phone call I have had

ALL DAY!

Second grade.
She just got here.
Two was her favorite number. She loved saying it.

And, I am too!

I am more than breath & bones. I am nectar in waiting. “You write like a jagged, beautiful dream.” ©Martha Manning •https://acorneredgurl.com

I am more than breath & bones. I am nectar in waiting. “You write like a jagged, beautiful dream.” ©Martha Manning •https://acorneredgurl.com