Laura skipped out the door today: No kids waiting at school to be taught, none to take with her.
I dumped myself out of bed because the Raccoon was crying for want of a bracelet. And then for "see-yohl."
I don't know what all the fuss is about these long weekends - they just seem like more work to me. I'm going to have to pack them into the Mini Moto Box and let them run around a Chick-fil-A for an early lunch. (Do they serve lunch at 8 a.m.?)
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