The next day I woke up with a bubbly feeling in the pit of my stomach. Before I finally fell asleep last night I had thought up all the worst case scenarios which made me even more nervous.
I had exactly 9 hours to get ready. I knew I was acting like I was getting ready for homecoming or something even more significant but I couldn't help it. I headed downstairs in my love heart PJ's ready to eat. I didn't usually eat in the morning but I was hoping some food would quench the feeling in my stomach.
My Mom had made some scrambled eggs and toast. I ate my breakfast while talking to Rodney fondly. I then dashed upstairs throwing some random white top and red shorts. I rushed down the stairs pulling on my air-forces and called for Rodney so I could take him to Daycare.
When we reached his c
