with my 5 year old’s hand on my back, chatting about a dream he had about a boat, and oh, can he have a granola bar, he asks? He’s so happy there’s no school. I can’t say I miss those stressful mornings of getting 4 kids off to 3 schools, with 3 buses at 3 locations at 3 times, and often, 3 lunches to pack around 6am.
Oh Gawd, now that I read it, how was that even maintainable? Gross.
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