My little boy is starting school today. We just went shopping for new school clothes and new school supplies for him. During my childhood, this was the right around the time I started to get abused. This was the time I went to school hungry, smelly, and dirty. I'm proud of how far I've come from then. I'm also proud of how much my kid is growing up. He and the other kid I have are exactly how little kids should be, and I'm proud to say that I'm raising them right. I'm raising them the correct way, the way every kid should live. I hope later in life, my kids look back and realize how good they're life was and I hope they never waste a minute of it. I'm excited to see them grow as the years go by.