This was one of those extremely rare mornings that my youngest daughter cheerfully hopped out of bed the first time I called her.  She quickly dressed, did all of her chores and then at down to eat a leisurely breakfast.  The entire time she was chattering on about this and that…and mostly marveling at how much time she had.  She was so amazed at how much nicer her morning was going when she didn’t have to rush.  (My caffeine starved brain was simply marveling at how much more pleasant she was!)

I had to laugh when my girl calmly informed me that I only had four more minutes until I needed to be ready to go.  When those four minutes were up, I was dutifully ready to go with my keys in hand.  Mimi, however, started frantically running around trying to remember where she had left a certain pair of shoes. (Mimi considers herself quite fashionable and wasn’t willing to wear any of those other shoes neatly lined up on the shoe rack)

I just shook my head and told her that I was going to warm up the car and that she had better hurry.  It wasn’t too long until she breathlessly plopped into the passenger seat of the MomMobile.  I quickly (but safety) drove her down to the bus stop…just in time to see it drive away. 

It wasn’t a big deal to follow the big yellow bus to the next stop.  It was a big deal for Mimi though.  She just knew that everyone was watching her get on at the wrong stop.  (Don’t you just miss those teen years????)

After such a tragic ending to such a wonderful start, I can’t help but wonder how long it will be until my girl will eagerly hop out of bed the first time I call her. Sigh…

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