Battle Hymn of the Once-Tiger-Mother

I love the end of May because it’s like the fruits of ALL the labors pay off.  There is a Tiger Mother buried deep within me; but after switching teachers 3 times, schlepping babies out a cribs and carseats, and wondering if I could actually make it inside to a bathroom in TIME…the tiger mother in me will remain dormant for a short period of time.

I love music so much; and I’m so grateful Harper has found a love for something (that she really loves, and never complains about).  I will never forget the sounds of screeching (also known as “learning”), and her persistent attitude.