It is time for us to return home. Time to feel the sun on our skin and smell the ginger in the air. It is time for us to stop wishing we were there and just be there
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We are slowly but surely doing better. The Boy went to schol today and came home with a note. Not surprisingly he had not been paying attention in class. He also handed me some artwork he had done during indoor recess. It is a drawing of him crying into two buckets with an upside down cat at his feet. Above the picture he wrote that he was sad
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