Today I was up clapping and whooping and hollering that it was the last day. Maddie smiled a small grin and hopped up for breakfast. Jake was already downstairs laying on the couch and I tousled his hair with a, "Hooray it's the last day!" and he just looked at me and dragged himself into the kitchen for breakfast.
On the way to the bus stop for the last time this year I snapped this picture:
It was the third in a series. I finally said, "Really? I'd be like this..." and proceeded to wave my hands wildly in the air. I got the above response.
And then the bus was gone for one last time this year. I have 6 hours, 46 minutes left of alone time. Better get hoppin'.
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Is that what they're calling it these days? t-hee!
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