Just a little more time.

I pick out the sweater, but I know I’ll need to change after lunch. It will be too warm.

I make the coffee and then clean off the whiteboard. I make a schedule for the day. I don’t think they’re going to like it, but we all need it. Besides, there’s plenty of free time. Maybe too much free time. Perhaps I’m too idealistic.

So many snails. This one looks like he has a little more fire in him.

Waiting for the details.

Time for recess. We play HORSE. I lose to the 8-year old.

So much sun.

I ask him why he keeps coming in to talk to me instead of asking his father. “Did you just walk by Daddy to come to ask me a question?”

Beets. Forgot to make the beet horseradish. Maybe tomorrow.

So hot in the sun. Margarita because it’s Taco Tuesday.