Early to Bed, Early to Rise . . .
Jenna has early morning seminary. She started this morning. Arrangements have been made for taking the students from the church to the school - though I had planned on assisting with that this morning. From the time she left the house to the time I arrived at the church was one of the quickest hours I have ever experienced in my life. I had forgotten about her being in seminary or school traffic or buses or how much I loathe driving in school traffic. I had somehow managed to forget all of that during the summer. As soon as I pulled out of my driveway and saw a school bus, I thought "Oh, no." And then I had to fight the brightness of the sun on top of that. Good grief. How is it possible that my baby had just barely turned eleven before our official move to Ore...