God knows how much I hate waking up to the sound of an alarm clock, so He's been waking me up on His own at 5:45.
My new journal has owls on it. I hope I will write some wise things in it.
It took Jackson 7 wake-ups to ask if he had to go to kindergarten again today. That was pretty good, I think. He requested another date at Splashtown instead.
He loves school and has absolutely nothing to say that he doesn't like. He told me that thinking of something to write during writing time is hard. I understand.