Of course, as my darling husband stresses, One could get some help around the house to ease time pressures. To me, this seems absurd, who can manage a household as well as I can? Am I not good enough to take care of this most precious of units? It is more than just mopping floors! So rather, we are now car pooling with some friends within our compound, that has freed me up by 1.5 hours every morning and leaves me far less stressed as I do not need to navigate the inadequate free-for-all roading environment that encompasses our fair city. Teagan happily (well bravely) joins into a car-riding-breakfast with her spanish friend Claudio for a well buckled in chat enroute to school as I sit down to a leisurely breakfast at 7am (deserved, I hope as I have been up since 5.15am). Of course, that is only the start of the day.
In the afternoons, we now have "activities". I am hesitant to engage Teagan in many of these as she will need to be taken to and fro and will have too little time to be a general 6 year old. Well, it appears the solution arrived at our door in the form of "giraf tay" (normally spoken as karate). Teagan got herself semi-sorted into the activity held within our compound, takes herself there and back and will generally not acknowledge that she has a parent keeping a distant eye on her. The photos are not that great but if you look along the line and look for the midget kid, that is Teagan!
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