Kevin got up with the kids and while he made them breakfast, he unloaded the dishwasher. The clank-clank of dishes being put away is what woke me, not the kid noises. I am tired and in that confused state which happens twice a year when some of our clocks have been changed back, but others have not and I have no idea what time it is.
As she ate breakfast, Clover asked if it was a school day and she was disappointed when Kevin said no. Rocket then said, "My school bus day?" Somehow school and bus have become locked together in his mind because he definitely doesn't take a school bus to his once a week mommy and me class and neither Clover takes a bus or nor does anyone around us. He gave an obligatory "awwww" when Kevin said no, it was not his school bus day either.
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