I feel like the mommy Robin

This is a wonderful view into the four weeks of a Mother Robin and her baby birds! Of course it ends with them flying from the nest. We are preparing for the same thing in the next four years.

Caroline just completed her writing camp last week and had a great time. She did some wonderful work and we were so proud when she stood up to read her poem for the parents. The academic dean and the poet laureate asked me privately if we had ever considered having her attend the Girls School there. Of course I had. It's one of those schools you dream of sending your daughter to. But, after talking with the admissions office, we are back to where we always end up-- too much income for financial aid or scholarships, not enough to be able to afford the tuition. I am just glad Caroline got this opportunity. It might mean that it's harder for my kids to achieve great things, but I know that if they find the things that they love to do, they will find a way. It will just take a lot of hard work. Just like Craig and I. We both come from families who qualified for financial aid, worked hard and got to where we are now. Unfortunately, that sort of puts you in the middle... working hard for the rest of your life. I see now why being in the middle class is almost the worst place to be. We weren't born with silver spoons... just big aspirations and I know I am compelled to follow dreams that leave this world in a better place. Life is never fair, even for the hard workers and big achievers... you just have to find your joy in the little things, I suppose. Like these robins.