High School, babies, and monkey bars...

Back to High School...Musical, that is.My daredevil son...While there are blessing too numerable to count about having sons (and I am realizing boys are very easy on the heart and mind, too), having a daughter allows me moments where I am transported in a time machine back to my very childhood. I was a girly girl, and I am secretly pleased that my daughter is, too. Sure, I'd have been supportive