I’m slowly realizing as the days go by, that with the advent of my daughter entering 3rd grade, things are rapidly changing.
3rd grade is hard.
3rd grade does not mess around.
3rd grade means more homework and less fun.
3rd grade math makes me feel dumb sometimes.
3rd grade means my daughter is passing out of the “little kid” stage into something else…some fuzzy middle area before the preteen stage (*gasp*).
But she’s still only 8, almost 9. And she is a rockstar.
And I love her.
And I have to help her with a lot of terrible homework.
But we’re in it together.