A Confession

I need to confess. Four morning a week, it is just Jake and I. Everyone else is in school. I find myself on those mornings pretending that I really do have just one kid. It takes me back to the days of just my buddy AJ. The quietness. The feeling of grocery shopping without every shopper stopping in their tracks to stare. Swimming at the pool and never needing to count to 5, because the only one I am responsible for is right next to me. Reality does come back to me, at 11:15 on each of those days. The calm is good, but not nearly as fun as real life.