He was ready.
So was I.
He smiled.
I cried.
He's mad he didn't get to ride the bus.
I'm feeling a bit guilty... but I HATE the bus.
He gets to ride it to day care next week.
Two of my least favorite things.
Bus.
Day care.
But he loves them.
Another day tomorrow and then the weekend.
And I get to run 20 miles! Yippee for me!
By the way, Two was very sad he didn't get to go.
