This is one of those days when I have resorted to muttering my serenity prayer on a near minute basis just to remain sane. I encountered a parent in the preschool parking lot today while I was doing just this and he asked if I was speaking to him. What could I have said? Maybe,  “Um, no. Just tossing out a random prayer to anybody willing to listen because I spend my day with preschoolers and then have to deal with a hormonal teen at night. And really, I suck at it all and it’s all just a waste of time because no matter how many reading minutes or bonding hours you put in when they are little? They still might fail biology and Geography and not excel in most other things, even though they might be exceptionally bright. Yeah, that’s what I’m muttering about, Buster, as I walk to my car. Happy now?????” So instead I smiled and pretended I didn’t really hear him. I am clever that way.