Thomas' piano teacher went on vacation and needed someone to take over her early morning paper route while she was gone. We decided to swap her for piano lessons.
At 2:45 am Todd, Thomas, and I head out the door. No pictures . . . for some reason it just doesn't cross my mind at that time of day to grab the camera as we are walking out the door.
Todd is the driver, I am the navigator, and Thomas rolls, bands, or bags the papers. We each take turns tossing the papers depending on which side of the car the delivery is on.
And I am tired, tired, tired.
3 more days to go.