This morning was good. I had my 2nd class and I felt that surge of excitement that comes with positive growth. This one's mine...just for me.
I've got the nits down to few and, despite what is probably morally the right thing to do and keep her home, I'm going to chance it and send my girl to her 1st day of preschool tomorrow. My bad, I know.
But, in my defence, I have combed and picked the crap out of her head, and tonight I got down to 5...so I figure they're probably all gone. And besides, we've got to face the world one day. So, tomorrow is it.
I pat her on the back for being such a trooper. I pat me on the back for making it through.
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