I went to school today wearing an adorable pair of jeans that had an equally adorable belt to go with it. (Bitchy’s vain attempt to fashion me forward…)
We were preparing for what we knew would be a crazy day with kids stuffed with so much excitement that you can actually see it oozing from their pores.
Sasha came in dragging her lunch, folder, snack, hat, mittens and anything else she could possibly hold onto. She dropped them all in a heap and threw her arms around me for the morning hug.
“Hi, Sasha!” I said happily.
“Hey…” she said stepping back and pointing to my belt. “Is that your seat belt?”
I looked at her. “Yep!” I said. “It's my seat belt. I always wear it on the day before vacation, cause I know it’s going to be a bumpy ride!!”
Seat belt. Honestly, whoever writes HER material is golden.
