When my son was in the third grade, my daughter was in “afternoon” kindergarten. This meant I had a whopping two hours and 43 minutes to work, fold laundry, run errands, volunteer at school, organize my home, write and breathe. I tried squeezing 7 hours’ worth of work and errands into less than 3 hours, day after day. It wasn’t until she started first grade that I realized how insane I was being. Why do we mothers do this to ourselves?

Do you have any kindergarten conundrums to share?

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