Thing#2 watches Sponge Bob, popping Fruit Loops. I sit next to him and smile. He clutches the cereal box with a get-your-own look on his face.
“We’re going to your pre-school screening today. You can meet your teacher and see the play ground, there will be a bunch of other kids there to play with.” I beam, secretly holding my breath.
He looks at me with blue eyes still cloudy with sleep and gives a weary sigh. “Sounds lame, Mom.” He stuffs a purple ring into an already crowded mouth and looks back at the TV.
I exhale and grab a handful of cereal. It may be a long morning.