Sometimes I feel like I just lost my mojo. Thinking back, this must be a product of winter. Kind of like hibernating and slowly trying to adjust to the light. Maybe this is the time to shed your old skin and wait for the promises of Spring. Hope, renewal; all of that good stuff. This is always the time that I live vicariously through my kids. They don’t seem to go through this same phase. Maybe because they are over scheduled, who knows.
We celebrated Nina’s performance as a lead in Schoolhouse Rock. Proud of my girl as she led the ensemble both nights through sound track failure and managed a fabulous a cappella number without batting an eyelash. Everyone thought it was intended. And proud of Charlie as he has made it through a huge hurdle with a cutting edge brain memory training program to help with processing issues.