One of the hardest parts of being a working parent is missing my girls' first day of school each year. As a high school teacher, I am typically gone before anyone else in the house is even awake. That means the traditional back to school photographs fall to my husband. Armed with the point-and-shoot Sony, he poses the girls on the porch and goes to it. I do appreciate the effort (thanks, honey), but oh, how I wish I could be here for these mornings (and not just to take the photos).
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