Late

This morning as I was trying to hurry Liz out the door so she wouldn't be late for school she said, "I don't care if I'm late. I like to be late because then I can stop and look at all the pictures."

If she gets to school on time Lizzie waits in the cafeteria with all the other kids, and then her whole class is escorted to their classroom. If she is late she has to walk to class alone. Here I'd been thinking that she went straight there, but now I know she dawdles and looks at artwork hanging in the hallway and is even later than she would otherwise be . . . . Typical.

Below are pictures from Lizzie year-end picnic at school (moved inside thanks to last night's rain).

And the next picture is from the park yesterday. Thanks for the super cute dress Rachael!