It's About That Time of Year

It's about that point of the semester where no one really wants to get up.  No one really wants to get dressed or brush their teeth or brush their hair.  No one wants to rush to the car.  And no one really wants to go to school.  Including me. 

This morning, we sat in the van - in the parking lot - in front of the school - and no one got out.  For quite a while. Long enough to find my phone and snap this picture.  Instead, everyone listened to Lydia read this puppy board book we had in the car.  Everyone has heard the story, it isn't a new book, it's not even an interesting book, but no one wanted to budge.

It took a lot of  "come on guys" to get everyone out.  And then halfway to the building, Elijah realized his backpack was still in the car.  Even his books don't want to go to school.

I'm not sure what this is called, but we're ready for a break. So we're starting a Thanksgiving Break Count Down because what we need is more forced excitement. (Kidding.) 

                                                9 more full days
                                     7 more early school mornings,
                                       6 more school lunches (we'll take advantage of hot lunch at least once),
                                         5 more days of uniforms (yea for Friday spirit shirt days)
                                            2 more spelling tests
                                                 & 1 Spanish Test  (in a Pear Tree) Why not? I'm feeling silly

Then we'll take an Alleluia moment and rush to the airport for our first ever Disney World trip.

But I'll save that post for another day.