Playground Uprising

May 14, 2007, 7:42 pm
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And so I have packed up the daily yoga garb and brought back the kakis just in time to drop the plump rug rat off at school and experience the pangs of working mom guilt. But it is now 3:30, class is over, the students are a delight, and I am looking forward to using the fact that my tank is on empty (both literally and metaphorically) as an excuse to stop by the gas station for a big Coke Zero (a newly discovered guilty pleasure) and perhaps a chunk of chocolate as I head on my way to get Charlie Boy (as Mac calls him) and witness first hand what he has learned at school. Perhaps he has perfected his drooling, flopping, flailing, or general cuteness. The possibilities (for all of us) are endless.


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