One kid down, one more to go, lol.
Keisha's already en route to school, and most probably already there since it's 7:02am already. She's growing up too quickly in my opinion, quicker than I can catch up. She'll be turning 8 on October, and whenever I think about it, I just sigh.
I sometimes wonder if I'm doing a good job with her; I have my doubts. I love her to my last breath, and I'll do anything for her, but I wonder if I'm doing a good job of showing it to her. Every morning I'm stern with her when it comes to eating her breakfast but when she leaves I feel sad, like I could have done better than scold her.
When you get older Keisha, and when you read this, please know that I am very sorry for all the times I was stern on you - breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and I just didn't want you going to school on an empty stomach. :( It's nothing personal, and I could never be mad at you.