This morning was a "different" one.
The boys walk a half-block to the bus stop; yet I sit there in my car until I see the bus on the horizon before I go to work. This morning, my 7 year old hopped in the car as I pulled out of the garage and wanted a ride to the bus stop. That was "diferent."
When I saw the bus on the horizon (about 2 blocks away), I left for work. Traffic was awful, so it took me about 42 mins to actually get to work this morning.
As soon as I got to…Continue
Added by Anasthia on December 12, 2010 at 3:30pm — No Comments