I Want to See You be Brave . . .

My eldest daughter, Boo, just started voice lessons with Mrs. A., who ten years ago (though it seems like only yesterday) led our mommy and me sing-and-play Kindermusik classes. My memories of those days are hazy, lost in a postpartum fog evolutionarily designed to make me forget the sleep deprivation, delivery recovery, and breastfeeding discomfort. … Continue reading I Want to See You be Brave . . .