I am so not a morning person. That said, since BigDaddyFish has some sort of blood pressure problem making it nearly impossible for him to get up in the morning (really. If you need to get him up in a hurry, you either need to throw his legs up over his head, or resort to fairly extreme violence), I am the one that has to get Rainbow Trout up for school every morning. She is a dawdler of the first degree, and seems to have some sort of selective hearing loss that all 6 year olds seem to have, so it is usually a horrible experience of me shushing her so she doesn't wake the other guppies, and me yell-whispering at her to hurry it the hell up or she's going to miss the bus. This morning, however, despite her being up until 10 last night because her grandparents were here, she got ready on time, remembered to be mostly quiet, and when we walked down the street to the bus stop, it was quiet and cool and sunny and there was a slight breeze, and we walked and talked and just enjoyed each other. On days like these, I think that maybe, just maybe, I might be able to do this mom thing after all.
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