We invited friends to play this afternoon. The two oldest kiddos got to have their favorite friends over, but not until two o'clock.
The middle one started asking before nine this morning how long until her friend got here. And then again at 9:05. And 9:07. And 9:13. Well, you get the picture.
She wanted to start looking out the window for her car about 11. The excitement in the air was palpable.
When her friend didn't arrive at exactly 2pm, she was nervous. And at 2:01 and 2:02. I thought the child was going to explode.
Thankfully her friend arrived by 2:07, just as the countdown to explosion was beginning. And now she's got three hours of pure happiness.