This morning, Shane let me sleep until 10. It was wonderful. My students are very rowdy this year, mostly boys. It's like having 25 overgrown Lukes in a classroom. The girls keep stopping me to tell me how much they love my pink hair. I fear they're going to be disappointed when they learn my hair is much cooler than me!
This morning, when I finally stumbled out of bed, Luke asked for coffee just like mommy and daddy. I made him a half cup of decaf mixed with Sweet Buttercream creamer (yes, in case you're wondering, my love affair with International Delight is still going strong). He sat next to Shane and said, Daddy, let's drink our coffee. I'm so sad to miss these moments on the weekdays, but eternally grateful to have them on the weekends.