Hello morning routine, I've missed you. I've missed the orderliness of you. I'm not so sure the rest of my family would agree... but me, we'll I'm happy for school-year routines and the imposed timeline that public transportation creates.
I have to make a conscious effort to remind myself that he's just a little boy... because he's not at all small, physically. He also has a sense about things that makes him seem much older than his 7 young years would suggest.
Our Gavin is a very sweet and special boy, who makes me crazy at least once a day. I love him to pieces. And if I'd been strong enough not to cry, I would have said these words to him this morning, "Congratulations, Gavin. I love you so very much. I know you'll do great things, in the second grade and beyond." He would have looked at me and said, "Okay."
Then I turned around and saw these two hooligans... and I realized why I don't have clean windows. Ever.