We had our first two hour delay of the school year this morning. Hope woke up with her arms crossed and her attitude on. Every request was met with "no". A lot of foot stamping, throwing things, and general poking. I am thankful that it is only a two hour delay. In one more hour, they will be one the bus. Until then, I am having a nice cuppa and Hope is sitting next to me.
I am not upset and Hope hasn't drawn me into her game. My moment is okay.