
Ah, sweet, blessed summer school morning. I made the mistake of setting his clothes out a half an hour before the bus was scheduled to arrive, which meant he was dressed and ready to...wait. And wait. And wait. Because after 7 years of school, busses still have a tough time finding our house. It was about 1/2 hour late, which was making Jacob rather unruly, but he managed to hold it together. Coming off the bus, he was all smiles and hugs. All is right in his world.