Today began normal enough. It is our week with Jack Jr. and Sharlet so after our morning routine we piled into the car and arrived at Jack's school right on time, as usual. Teachers and adminstrators were directing a terribly messy traffic jam and we were right in the middle of it. We learned that the furnace in the very old school building had come on and set off the fire alarm which brought firetrucks with their sirens screaming. I inched my way down the street to Jack's house and parked in his driveway. I retrieved the stroller from his garage and quickly loaded Sharlet and Jack's backpack, realizing that I wasn't prepared for a stroll and my house slippers and sweatsuit would just have to do. I hate to admit this, but I took the time to grab around in my purse for my lipstick and quickly applied it before we hurried off to join the hundreds of other students and their families on the sidewalk in front of the school. Soon, Jack excitedly filed inside with his friends and Sharlet and I strolled back to the car to begin our morning together, which I hoped would be just a bit less exciting.
Sharlet has started to call me "Marc" sometimes, probably because Jerry does and it tickles me. When we arrived home she announced, "Marc, brush, brush!" She loves to brush her teeth and I dedided I could probably take a 5 minute shower at the same time. I shut the bathroom door tightly and moved her little stool to the sink. I pulled up her sleeves and handed the toothbrush to her. "Ank u", she said with a grin and I dashed behind the shower curtain to undress and get started. When I finished I poked my head around the curtain to announce, "All done!" She looked surprised and taking her toothbrush out of her mouth she exclaimed loudly with a great big smile, "Good job!" I needed that.
