Another day with a second grader trying to make sure she is focused on her schoolwork.  She actually did pretty well today. I read  more of “The Promised Land” by President Obama this evening. His writing flows so smoothly as if he were having a conversation with his reader. I’m really enjoying the book for that reason and the fact that he’s telling his story from the heart.  I’d probably be further along in the book if I didn’t have other responsibilities.

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