It is 9am. Today is the first day of President’s Week break for the older two. They played this morning, and I’m already hearing from Sarah that she’s bored.
“It’s boring, mommy. What do I do?” she asked.
I gave her a hug. I didn’t really know.
“Mommy, it’s boring,” she repeated.
“Okay, go read a book,” I suggested.
“No, that’s more boring,” she said. And then she walked off.