We had a good time getting to school this morning, despite some unhappiness before we left. Daddy dressed Zoe in some pants she has never worn but apparently hates, violently (“They are not pretty!”). The only way she could express her rage was to BITE her pants. You try not laughing at an angry six year old who’s angrily gnawing at the cuff of her pants.

She wanted a picture atop her wobbly ride. Hooray, warm weather!

The only sure way to get her to wake up in the morning is to turn on Spongebob. A few tears this morning because daddy had to get to work early and couldn’t take her to school for the first time all year. The tears were mine, not hers.

Geez dad, take the picture already! I’m staring into the sun.