…or at least i thought so. i got called to work this morning at 7:47 (had to be there at 8:15) and i wasn’t showered or fed and neither was my child. nor did she have a lunch packed. and most egregious of all, i hadn’t made her lunch note! i thought a scrawled note was better than nothing but when we got home at the end of the day i asked my daughter how she liked her note. response? “yeah. uh, it was great.” i love that sarcasm is genetic!