There I was, enjoying the summertime vibes, when suddenly...POW!...it's time for school to begin again.
Poor old Michael Finnegan.
I feel sad.
Even though I'm no longer the student, the commencement of a new school year still makes my stomach flip and flop. I don't want my baby to leave me all day. Don't make me begin again!
Nobody listened to my pleas and Sissy went off to the 7th grade.
I'm sobbing.
After a successful first day, we celebrated with Domino's pizza and balloons. Sissy said she had a good day. Her best friend is in her homeroom class so that helps.
Sissy is taking band again this year and she is also in Pre-Algebra because she's smart. I take credit because I growed that smart baby.
It's going to be a great 7th grade year. I can feel it.
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