Or rather their moms.
At Goose's school party last Friday, a mom told this cute little story her daughter told her about Goose.
Other Mom: " We were running late to school and I told my daughter she needed to hurry."
Daughter: "don't worry mom, we're not late until I see Goose running."
Thanks other kinder mom for sharing that with me. First of all, Goose isn't late to school. Yes, we run just about daily, but we aren't late. I walk/run Goose into school EVERY. FLIPPING. DAY. While every other kinder mom is now dropping their child off in the carpool lane, I park my car across the street and get out- sun, rain, freezing temps or not. That is what Goose wants, so I do it.
We don't arrive early. I admit that. The kids sit in the cafeteria until the teacher picks them up each day at 7:40 am. I arrive in time for Goose to get in line on the way to class and walk with him to class. Squirt sits in the car with the other boys. Then I run back and take Squirt to school.
Are we always running? Yes. Sorry, kinder classmate. I have four kids to get in my car every morning and each one, even the fourteen year old, has their own challenges getting in said car. We don't have one minute to spare most mornings, but we do get there. ON. TIME.
But again, thanks other mom for sharing that little story about us always running in the morning. I might have forgotten this is my life.