Wednesday, August 30, 1995 Margret is 8 years old and beginning second grade...
Dear Margret,
You are excited about the beginning of school. On the second day you were ready to leave by 7:30 a.m. Dad said we should put a bit in your mouth and a rein (like a horse) to use your energy. We kept you busy til 8:15 a.m..
You fell asleep in the chair at 8 p.m. last night -- before your piano lesson turn. You played at a friend's house yesterday afternoon.
(At this time Margret's Aunt Karen came to our house to give all her nieces piano lessons).
September 23, 1995 Sunday
Dear Margret,
Now that school has started and I am working full time and driving to Springville every day (an hour each way) I don't get to see you very much. I miss you. Love, Mom
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