I remember DS(then 6) flying out of the school doors at the end of the day shortly after beginning first grade. His backpack was on backwards, pouch in the front, and he was pretending that it was a shield and he was a knight. He was so happy to be free from the confines of a desk and out in the sunshine. He was bursting with joy! All of the other parents literally stopped and stared at him. The parents here want their kids to be miniature adults, or little walking CEO's. They drum out creativity and individuality quickly.

Sadly, I wonder what is left?

Mom to DS12 and DD3