Okay, let’s be real: the first week of school feels less like “back to routine” and more like an Olympic event nobody trained for. Between lesson planning, coordinating schedules, grad school assignments, and keeping three teenagers fed (how do they eat SO much?!), I was hanging on by a thread. And by thread, I mean coffee and sneakers.
Because here’s the truth: if your shoes aren’t right, nothing else is right.
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Mom on the go in Holy Toledo 