Tuesday Mornings there is no rush to get out the door after Michael gets on the bus. Tuesday mornings Elise stands at the door frantically waving buh bye to Michael. She waves and waves until he acknowledges her with a wave back and then she waves even bigger. Tuesday mornings Elise and I stand at the door waving buh bye to Michael until the bus drives away and then as soon as I close the door Elise cries. On Tuesday mornings Elise would stand at the door for three hours waiting for the bus to drive back up our street and drop Michael off.
Tuesday mornings Patrick watches cartoons oblivious to all that is going on down the hall from the TV.