My girl!

My most and least favorite hashtag of this year is #izzygoestocollege. My girl is in her senior year, and while I feel as sense of accomplishment that she’s grown into an incredibly cool kid, I can’t help feeling that I worked really hard on this kid!! Now she’s just going to take all that learnin and leave me? With four more who haven’t arrived yet!!? Gah. Rude vicious cycles. Well I plan to soak her up and pour into her every single second she’s around. Let’s see. She’s almost 18. And it’s April. Carry the one, and five. That gives…

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