“I know what time it is. It’s 4:56” Pax rambled off the time while we tried to jostle him into his snow pants.
“Yup. Four minutes until go time” I replied. “Say goodbye to mommy.”
“Goodbye mommy. It’s go time!” and we were out the door.
It’s a day I look forward to more than any other day of the year, our annual sledding trip.