If you were wondering if I am ready for another year of school (my 15th as a parent), just know that last night I dreamed that my children and I were being forced to board a train to a concentration camp. Yep, these are the lasting effects of PTSD from the 6th grade workload last year. Here's hoping for a more manageable 7th grade. The junior, well, she is on her own. When you sign up willingly for 6 AP classes, you can count your mom out!
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