Sunday morning our pastor spoke on three steps to start your day. And I sat there and thought of all the things I was going to start doing. My plan for today was to get up at 5:30, go running, get a shower, cook the kids breakfast and have plenty of time to enjoy our morning routine. Let me tell you how my morning actually went. I hit snooze til 630, threw on some clothes and a ball cap, made muffins, filled out forms that should have already been in their bookbags, jammed out to all our favorite songs, took pictures of kids that didn't want their pictures made and then blew up social media with them while we waited for the state trooper to direct traffic this morning. There was no arguing. Lots of laughs, and the only thing we forgot was Halee's shot record that is still laying on the table. For the first time ever, I didn't check supplies to see if they had everything they needed, I guess I let them be "big" for the first time. I watched my senior pull out of the driveway knowing he will be headed out for good before I know it. I helped my baby put on makeup, and held back the tears. I asked Bailee 15 times if he had everything, and he looked at me like "mom, I got this!" And I am sitting here in the quite, that I have been looking forward to, wishing for one more day of summer. This morning didn't go as planned, but it was bittersweet! And I will try again tomorrow! :)