



One day last week, after I had been sick for a few days, she tells me on our way out the door, "Mom, I'm not taking my instrument to school today." She only has band every other day, so I thought nothing of her statement. I did say, "Will you get in trouble?" She said, "Well, no." Okay. Moving on. No big deal. When I got out of court that afternoon, there was a message on phone. "Mom, don't worry about this message. They are making me call you because I didn't bring Taleah (her trumpet). They want to see if somebody can bring it to me. Please don't call Dad Dad or anything to bring it to me. I don't feel like blowing today. Just ignore this message. Love ya! Bye."
Since when is she old enough to make these decisions?
If I could turn back time...she would NOT be this big!
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