"I don't want to bury my seven year old!" she cried.

So Vickie's day started with a parent conference about a destroyed library book. The conference moved from the library to the principal's office, and finally ended with the mom crying because her 2nd grader was riding the neighbor's bike, playing "chicken" with a semi. That's when the principal said Vickie could go back to the library....Have we told you lately how much we love our family?