This morning, Julia went to school.
This morning, Julia ate breakfast and went to school.
This morning, Julia fidgeted while I pulled her her hair back, ate breakfast, and went to school.
This morning, Julia got dressed, fidgeted while I pulled her hair back, ate breakfast, and went to school.
This morning, Julia woke up, got dressed, fidgeted while I pulled her hair back, ate breakfast, and went to school.
Want to know what didn’t happen this morning? What didn’t happen was a mad search and scramble for Julia’s shoes just before we had to leave the house to make it to school on time. I didn’t get angry, and Julia didn’t have to rush or fuss. Her shoes were on her shoe shelf in her closet because we’d cleaned them up from the den the afternoon before.
I love it when a plan comes together.
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