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A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

A random 20 pictures from my St James album of almost 200 😭

There are places that become so much more than a school building… and this little preschool became part of our family’s story. ❤️

Today marked the end of 8 straight years of us walking these halls. Eight years of drop offs, pickup lines, class parties, Christmas programs, graduation days, tears, hugs, laughter and friendships that changed my life forever.

All 3 of my babies started here in the 1s class and made their way all the way through the 4s class, mostly with the same teachers loving them along the way.

To the teachers who poured into my babies year after year — thank you will never feel big enough. Thank you for teaching them, encouraging them, praying over them, wiping tears, celebrating milestones, calming nerves, and helping shape them into the sweet, smart, kind little people they are becoming. Watching my babies grow, learn, gain confidence, and truly LOVE school has been one of the greatest gifts as a parent!

But what I’ll remember most isn’t just what my kids learned here… it’s how deeply we were loved here.

This preschool family carried us through some of the hardest years of our lives so far. Through losing Stu’s mom, my dad, my grandma, and my mom — these teachers and moms stepped in without hesitation. They helped get my kids where they needed to be, brought meals, checked on us, hugged me through tearful mornings, and loved my children so well when I felt like I could barely hold myself together.

Somewhere between all the school programs and parking lot chats, I also found some of my very best friends — the moms who started as “my kids’ friends’ moms” and became family.

I will forever be grateful we chose this school all those years ago. What started as preschool became a village for our family… and I honestly don’t know who we would be without it.

And just like that… our last preschool baby is graduating. 🥹🎓🤍

I made them 🩷

#momlife #momof3

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

First week of Maycember 🩷

A 5k for the boys, George Strait in Clemson, strawberries galore, our first jelly of the season, & a sweet little Mother’s Day program with KK

#almostsummertime #mothersday #maycember #may #georgestrait

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Year 2 walking for Lolly’s Legacy with PanCan’s Purple Stride 💜

Because of so many of you, we raised $1,711 for pancreatic cancer research and were a top 10 team for our SC Purple Stride. Seeing our team name printed on the back of that shirt for the 2nd year makes me so proud!

Thank you to every single person who donated, shared, and showed up —your support really means a lot to me!

Grief looks different every year, but honoring my mom will always be something I show up for. 💜

#missyoumom #pancanpurplestride #pancreaticcancerawareness #lossofaparent #griefjourney

diagnosis: coffee + tj maxx ☕️🛍️

This is your sign to go to Wilson Girls this weekend 💐

The cutest mix of vintage + colorful finds + original artwork 🦋

#yeahthatgreenville #vintagefinds #southernhome #homedecor #greenvillesc

The thrift girlies get it 😆#thrifty #goodwillfinds #momstyle #positiveinfluencer

Estate sale prep is officially getting interesting over here 👀

I heard liquid and my immediate thought went to the kids old milk sippy cups left behind 🥴 And my mom didn’t drink, so a decanter with actual alcohol wasn’t my first guess.

#antiques #vintagefinds #estatesale #lossofaparent #griefjourney

Our anniversary fell on Easter this year & it’s a little hard to compete with Jesus 🤪

So we celebrated early by seeing Eric Church and getting a dinner alone at @bricktopsrestaurant

Cheers to 12 years @stu.danger ❤️

Our anniversary fell on Easter this year & it’s a little hard to compete with Jesus 🤪

So we celebrated early by seeing Eric Church and getting a dinner alone at @bricktopsrestaurant

Cheers to 12 years @stu.danger ❤️

Our anniversary fell on Easter this year & it’s a little hard to compete with Jesus 🤪

So we celebrated early by seeing Eric Church and getting a dinner alone at @bricktopsrestaurant

Cheers to 12 years @stu.danger ❤️