Mood: special
Yesterday was Logan’s first day of kindergarten, and he was soooooo excited. He was racing around the house, shouting the time to all of us every few minutes so we wouldn’t be late.
“It’s 8-5-6 on Daddy’s clock, and 8-0-0 on the microwave, and the little hand is almost on the 12 in the kitchen!”
When we all got into the car and we were just waiting for Gil to get the camera, Logan said, “Mommy, maybe Daddy shouldn’t ride with us.”
“Huh?” (On the inside.) “Um, why do you say that, honey?” (Out loud.)
“Because if we all get in this car, it won’t be able to go fast enough, and we want to get there fast.”
Long story short: Logan was fine, Daphne had a complete meldown at the Parents’ breakfast, and Dylan very quietly went straight to the backyard when we got home and sat on his trike, sadly poking the horn.
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