He nibbled his banana, and I poured myself some coffee.
No frantic hurry this morning as I put on some comfy clothes over my PJs and we got into the car.
With the sunshine streaking the morning sky, we took the short drive to school.
I sang him the song that my dad sang to me to get me up during those school years long ago.
We sang my hubby's morning song.
We sang a bit of "My Favorite Things" and then some made-up songs about having a good day.
And as I watched his backpack bounce as he ran into school, I felt a surge of gratitude so overwhelming that I knew I would never be able to capture it in words.
Oh how the years go by...