Like the sun
When my “morning” (and by morning I mean the time from waking up, to dropping the kids off at school) ends with a letter in a pencil case that says:
As upset as I can get with you, I love you way more. Have a great day at school. Mom. “Like the sun”
Then you must know that the “morning” wasn’t so great. Well, I think the fact that I woke up to no milk in the house and therefor no coffee, I should have known it would be like that?
Oh well….everyone has the stuff they left at home. Little boys were walked to class. I love you and it is okay were shared.
Hopefully it gets better from here on.