i asked her on the way there if she thought this might be a good first morning for me to drop her off in the drop off zone..
you know, just jump out the van door. wave goodbye. and mom drives off.
but no. still wants me to park. get out. and wait with her until the bell rings.
so, yes. if you saw a women there in a long black sweater with pink and white polka dotted pants stuffed into her ugg boots {the pretend kind from payless},and sunglasses two sizes too small with duck tape down each side because she couldn't find her own and had to wear her sons, i assure you, i'm not on crack or nursing a hangover.. just a mom who overslept and bolted out the door with all of 2 minutes to spare.
last night when i asked kate what was something i could pray for her about this week, she said,
"that i wouldn't go to school every day..."
then, realizing what she said, she started laughing.
"so you want me to pray you won't go to school every day, hmm? okay, i'll do that." i teased.
"no." she said, sitting up on the bed and growing serious.
"i want you to pray that i wouldn't go to school every day with an attitude of just getting by..
i mean, sometimes i feel like i live counting down each day till friday.
school can be so boring. and it seems like it will never end. but i don't want to be like that. live like that!
i want to.. um.. i don't really know what the word is to use, like" and she took her hand and snatched at the open air, "grab hold of each day. really enjoy it."