Trip Home

Gosh, where to start.

Kaylie spent three days trying out for cheer at the middle school.  On the last day (Friday, my day to go home) she found out she didn't make it.  I didn't realize there would be both 6th and 7th graders trying out.  (I really would have warned her that maybe the older girls would get first preference...)

I was so mad at myself that I haven't been able to put her in dance or cheer.  She is such a naturally dancing little girl.

Anyway, we left the school, Kaylie crying, I was crying...I had to drop her at the house and leave. Somewhere along the way I bit my tongue.  Lindsay drove me to my ride, my new friend Karen, and I got into her car with a mouth full of blood crying.  It was awful!  I'm sure Karen wondered how a 7 hour drive would go, with a bloody crying stranger...eventually we were able to enjoy ourselves.

Back home, people were doing their best to comfort Kaylie.

We arrived late at night and I went straight to bed.