Oh the morning. It is EARLY for the littlest boys.
It is sort of a sick joke, that they have to get on the bus almost an hour before their big brother. And for Mommy, uh. EARLY IS UGLY. I am such a bitter morning person. I disguise it with a sing-songy voice and coffee.
Luckily, for Miles - morning is as cute as any other time of the day.
They are in First Grade. The oldest boy is in 2nd.
And I have no idea how they got this big.
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