Wednesday:
Looking up from my computer induced stupor I notice two things. 1. It’s almost 8:00am and 2. William’s bus is here. Ack! I run downstairs and notice that the front door is cracked open. I run outside and ask the bus drivers if Will is on the bus. They said no – which saved me from my second question … “is he wearing pants?”
I found Will in the backyard and no, he was not wearing pants. I put some on him, added some shoes and pulled a fleece over his head. He wandered outside while I frantically tried to make his lunch and save myself a drive. I didn’t have enough peas in the freezer upstairs so he only got about half a cup. Usually he gets more than a cup.
Thursday:
I hit the snooze button on my alarm this morning because I was tired. Thus I was ten minutes late with everything. I was hurrying downstairs carrying two shirts for Will to choose from, a pair of socks, Will’s communication notebook, his lunch and a spoonful of applesauce topped with Will’s vitamins; when I noticed the front door was wide open! I hurried outside. Will had just got in the van. He was 1. Wearing a shirt. 2. Wearing flip flops and 3. Carrying his fleece. (He already had pants on.)
2 comments:
I feel you about the aversion to pants thing. If my boy could, he would never wear em.
Will would go naked if he could. I can so see him in 10 years. Hello!
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