tough day

Today was a tough day for Miss Josie, as she had to say goodbye to her teacher of the past two months, the teacher who came in to replace her sick teacher, the teacher that everyone thought would stay for the rest of the year.  It's a very long, convoluted story that doesn't make a lot of sense and certainly doesn't take into account any of the kids in that class, or the substitute who poured her heart into it.  Everyone is heart-broken, many are mad, most are really disappointed.  There are still a lot of unanswered questions for the adults in the situation to figure out, but for the kids, it's just a sad day.

three years

 Josie and I spent some good quality time together at the park on a sunny day a couple weeks ago when she wasn't feeling well enough to go to school (yes, she was well enough to play at the park but not well enough to go to school; I was surprised by how many people questioned the logic of this). I remembered a photo that she patiently posed for me to take almost exactly three years ago, and we both agreed it would be fun to recreate.  So, here's Josie three years ago, at the adorable age of two:

And here's big girl Josie, at the ginormous age of five (same park, but with slightly reconfigured playground equipment):