'Yep' Monosyllabic, she doesn't 'do' mornings!
She nods, eyes rolling.
We head for the front door. I like to stand at the door for a while once she's left and watch her disappear around the bend in the road. If there is no one much about, I hazard a last 'goodbye', half stage whispered so as not to embarrass her. All is peaceful and right with the world...
Less than 10 minutes later I hear the phone ring downstairs. I have just turned on the shower for Small Sprog and so leave him there, with washing instructions, while I run down to answer it. It is Tall Girl, she is at the bus stop and can't find her ticket. Can I bring it to her before the school bus comes?
I panic! I have one lovely child in the shower who needs me to be here, and another equally lovely one who needs me a short car journey away."Quick" I half scream at Small Sprog "We need to get to the bus stop. Can I wrap you in a towel and take you like that?"
"No way" He retorts. Well, I guess he is 10 now, even if he still can't work the shower controls!
"OK, you get out and dry REALLY quickly then"
Meanwhile I am running about the house looking for the said ticket. It is not where she said she'd left it. Bum! I ring her back
"It's ok" She says non-plussed "I'll just pay him tomorrow, anyway I can see the bus coming now!"
I put the phone down and sigh. My 'everything is right with the world' feeling has totally disappeared.
"It's OK Small Sprog" I shout out "Panic over"
He appears, completely dressed and ready for the day. Perhaps I should try that trick more often? He can take ages sometimes.
Before I leave for work I tidy the bedrooms a little. I am fairly pleased that Tall Girl has made an effort to make her bed, though it still looks like someone is asleep in it. I pick up the corner of the duvet to straighten it. Her bus ticket is underneath, gently put to bed for the day with 'Larry' her bedtime lamb (I know she's 13 now!)
Bless her, I can here you mutter. Bless her? You just wait until she gets home!
Never a dull moment in suburbia