When I got home from the gym this morning I found this note from Emily on the kitchen counter:
It took me three trips to get everything out to the car. When we met at the high school, she just whipped that backpack up on her shoulders, grabbed an instrument and her music folder in one hand, and another instrument and the fundraiser candy in the other, and headed into school: no big deal.
I'm pretty sure she got her weight-lifting in for today. : )