Breakfast.
Sudoku.
Making lunches.
Pre-bus card games.
Banging cake pans.
Homemade jelly.
Reading Dear Abby.
Dirty dishes.
Dead mouse. (Don't ask.)
Finding hats and gloves.
Re-heated coffee.
Miss-matched socks.
Bus stop in those miss-matched socks.
Yogurt on the floor.
Tantrum.
Some mornings are messier, louder, more frantic than others.
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