Our kitchen table. The one that holds the memories of 10 years and thousands of hours of homeschooling my babies. And hundreds of marker, crayon, & pencil marks. And probably a few tear stains. Today, it's just me and my boys. Jackson. Cooper. Me. And as I take them in, I laugh at the treasures that litter our workspace. Their comfort items. Their all-boy items. Legos, K'NEX, King Arthur, and a ever-present basketball.
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