Middle School or Bust.

There is just something wrong about being up before the little hand reaches the 6. Especially if you have not even hit your teen years (or after you're way past them). Of course it's only going to get worse when the sun starts coming up at noon and the temperature only reaches 10 below at the top of its peak before it goes down again in a couple of hours. After a summer full of fun in the sun...and whining, fist fights and name calling...the Wild Ones are all back in school (3 different schools and two different bus schedules) and I am back in my old routines-well at least trying to get there. I was sooooo looking forward to the peace and quiet this morning, but as soon as the second bus pulled away it seemed almost too quiet...almost.