It started this morning. Teoman was up early because today was the day we scheduled to play with Mina. He woke up before I had to wake him and he hugged me.
At school, we saw Teoman's teacher waiting for the bus to take her up the hill.
"Can we pick up Miss Nesibe?"
I paused the car in the two lane campus housing road, and offered her a ride. Nesibe hopped in the passenger side and Teoman ceased to speak. That's his thing. He doesn't talk at all when people talk to him.
After school, for the first time ever, he ran with me to our car. It's usually me dragging him.
In spite of his excitement, Teoman still fell asleep on the way home. We stopped at Mina's house and picker her up - bringing her to our house. I took all the kids out to the park next our house. Our nanny went with me, and went home from there. I did hesitate at thought of bringing three children home, a stroller and a baby ... even with the park adjacent to our apartment buildings ... the sidewalk is lining a busy street, and one I'd rather not walk even ten steps. But we did, half a block with "one hand on the stroller.
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