The days run into each other.

It is funny how the days run into each other. Get up at the break of dawn ( Twilight referance), breakfast, play, go here, go there, lunch, play some more, maybe go more, dinner, bed. I love it. It is never boring. I think that is what makes life good. Always changing, never the same. I also think that is why I became a teacher before I was a mother. Suprises that come up and changes that you have to deal with. It is never the same. That is what the good life is made of.