The alarm sounded at 6:30. We slowly rose from bed and got the kids up. Seth wasn't quite ready to greet the day so he crawled into bed with dad and hid from the world for a little while. Noah and I made our way upstairs; he packed his lunch while I whipped up a batch of pancakes. Finally, it was time to head out for the bus and I made a quick stop at the thermometer outside. It was chilly this morning!
I had the car warming up in an effort to remove the frost and to make the wait for the bus a little more bearable. Noah and I boogied down the road to wait at the bus stop but after a long 45+ minute wait, we accepted the fact that maybe the bus was early and maybe we better hustle ourselves to school. We arrived at Hidden Valley School fashionably late but that didn't bother Noah. He marched into that school like he owned the place. We were met in the hallway by a very happy principal, Len Walchuk and Noah's 4th grade teacher, Miss Allen. I was chatting with Mr. Walchuk for a minute and when I turned around, Noah was gone and totally settled into his seat in the middle of the group. What a confident little superstar! I sure dig that kid. What a blessing.