Katie on her first day of Kindergarten this week.
Being pregnant was difficult. Labor was tough. Mastitis sucked. Potty training an only slightly bumpy road.
But getting my 5-year old to school at 7:55 a.m on Friday -- for me, this was a near impossible feat. Now, before you respond similar to how many of us west coasters did in response to the "big" east coast earthquake -- "wah" -- understand I am not a morning person.
"Mama, your eyes are red," Katie told me this morning when she hopped over to me.
"Yes, well Mama's eyes don't' like being open this early."
Some (like my husband) might call it lazy, but I don't think the act of wanting to sleep in a little should be so villainized. I mean, it's my little pocket of "me" time before the day becomes, well, less about me. I mean if Jack Johnson preaches to "wake up slow," how bad can it be?
Oh yes, and Katie has been doing great at school. Where has the time gone, etc., etc. No seriously, I am sad -- my babygirl goes to real school now.
Also, I am glad no one was hurt in the earthquake... just like poking a little fun.