Lennon does cute stuff on the way to school. We walk every morning, and she's always in such a good mood. It's hard not to be in a good mood too. Some mornings we take the iPod and she listens to "Daddy Music" on the earphones. Sometimes I accidentally have it on shuffle, and she'll get Ben Folds or The Avett Brothers, and she FREAKS OUT because, "That is NOT Daddy Music!" It's a lot cuter than it sounds. What I love most is when I catch her humming, and she looks up, kind of shy, and says, "It's my favorite part." I get the feeling she hums that part throughout the rest of the day.
Sometimes she unties her unicorn from its post on our porch, and she rides it all the way to school. Passersby probably think she has to use the potty, but we know better. She ties Uni the Unicorn to the tree closest to her classroom, and we have to remember to pick him up after school, so he's not tied up all night. Once, we forgot. Luckily, he was able to get free, and he showed up at our front door, just in time to eat an apple and fall asleep.
This morning we counted to sixty, twice. It was kind of a big deal.
I'm pretty much in love with my mornings.