These were all days of stretching in the morning and praying that my son would last the day at school. The prayers were rarely answered. I'm not sure what it is about this time of year, but even though nothing huge is happening for a six-year-old, he's just really amped up.
Thursday was supposed to have been a rugby night, but was not, as I was needed at home to help my son.
At least all of these mornings, I was able to stretch and roll and get myself ready for the day.