4 sale, brain, hardly used
For the second time in a row we have made the bus driver wait! I wonder how many times she will actually re-stop and open her doors for the girls before she just keeps right on going with a big smile on her face.
I had just gotten Anna’s boots on when I heard the bus pull up outside. I yelled bus and everyone sprung into action, the wrong actions! Anna decided that now would be a good time to clean her mess off the table and Desi suddenly remembered she hadn’t packed a snack for after school.
How do you other parents keep from killing them sometimes? Do they stay up late at night and plot these things after we go to bed? Maybe the use their psychic powers to communicate with each other while I am standing there in awe of their ability to act like I didn’t just scream BUS!
Yeesh, I’m going back to bed for a bit, see you later!




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