Three kids, three counties, three different schools

"525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear. 525,600 minutes - how do you measure,

measure a year? In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In
inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes - how do you
measure a year in the life? How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of
love." 

For all of you theater lovers these lyrics are familiar, for those who aren't, they are from Rent's, "Seasons of Love." Lyrically, these numbers represent the minutes spent driving the obscene number of miles we travel each and every day to make sure we get to work and personally transport our children to their schools and therapy. I will never complain (at least not too much) about the drive as the services and schools are priceless. I do look forward to only having two locations to drive to in the next year or so, but I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and will then look back on all of this as a traffic fueled haze that I will never regret. We CHOSE this option and feel lucky that we have the opportunity to make this choice. Our own school district sadly doesn't deliver the services and resources we seek for our children so we had to look elsewhere. Although it is a lot of driving and stressful time on busy city highways (especially in a Minnesota winter) I cannot imagine doing anything different. 

So how do you measure a year in the life and subsequently cleaning the millions of goldfish crackers out of their car seats? I measure it in seasons of love...