I am so thankful that Kellen started Montessori school and is going three mornings a week. I'm thankful for the time it gives me to reengage in my adult life, to try to put together a string of words into coherent sentences that I can then work on selling off, one essay at a time.
When the lady at the front desk asked how Kellen was doing, I responded: "I don't know. All I know is that I get three hours where I don't have to talk about trains and tractors."
Today I'm thankful for those quiet moments. They make me a better mom.