Summary
My daughter, Shorty, was the one who never went to preschool. She and I spent every day of her first four and a half years together - drawing smiley faces in her peanut butter, watching Barney the purple dinosaur and "The Little Mermaid," and reading the entire series of "Little Monster" books by Mercer Mayer over and over again.
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Letting Go
Then came one not-so-great day when Shorty was required by law to start kindergarten. Friends told me how great it would be to drop her off at school with my other daughter, Summer, and have four peaceful hours to myself every ...
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