We missed the School Bus for the first time today.
We were outside, waiting and waiting and waiting…and then we saw it go by down the other street and it’s then we realized our mistake:
The bus was not late. WE WERE
You should have seen the look of worry on her face.
You see, I told her that if she misses the bus that she has to have 3 NO FUN DAYS.
But I didn’t hold her to it for a few reasons:
- I’m a pushover.
- eh, whatever.
The reason for this tardiness was due to the fashion choices in the bedroom. It was unseasonably hot here for November so she went in shorts and she was having trouble finding the right top top match.
So. We missed the bus because she couldn’t decide what to wear. I’m not sure how she became so grownup all of a sudden but here we are I guess - the age where sartorial choices are the top priority over being late for school.
Because darling, it’s not how you feel – It’s how you look.
Say hello to the 2026 School Photo.
Notice the nice dress she wore. This is important now.
Until Next Time,
TH and Co.