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| It all started with a little girl who loves learning, her little brother, her parents, her friends and Jesus |
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| She was very worried about waking up too late. Her mom was more worried about her getting enough to eat |
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| Taking an apple to her teacher on the first day was completely necessary |
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| Her little brother wanted to dress in uniform too (don't trust that smile he's up to complete mischief) |
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| He thought it would be nice to walk her out... and whack her a few times (and the car) with the umbrella, see you thought he was being nice on this cloudy morning |
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| Marin and her daddy will join the biking community from our neighborhood each day and make the seven minute ride to school for Marin and then on to work for daddy |
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| it was a humid sweaty ride to school for daddy, but a breeze for the girl, final hugs all around |
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| Marin found her own cubby, sits across from a red-head with the same name as her uncle in Missouri, and has a delightful teacher who's name comes right out of a storybook. A good friend of ours who teaches at her school had her office moved into the Kindergarten building this year and I cannot begin to tell you how much that has calmed our fears having a friend near our little one during the day. |
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Now that Linda is in 2nd grade, we don't make it over to the Kindergarten side of the building much anymore, but I am sure we will bump into you guys eventually. We will keep an eye out for Marin at the bike racks on days we bike.
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