364 days later...

Last year my school preformed the Wizard of Oz.

I was in charge of dressing and organizing the Oompa Loompas.

I went about the business of pinning and tying and fixing and hurrying the Oompa Loompas off to make-up.  

Then I took a second to check my email.

And my world tilted.

My Invitation to Travel had arrived during dinner.

I went rushing down the hall to share my news.  Weeping.  Tears of utter joy.

After the show (which I don't remember at all) my principal announced my joyous news and impending parental leave to the school community.

By the way, my world still spins slightly off kilter thanks to the little man presently snoring snot into my favourite pillow up on my bed.

Gloriously off it's axis.

And tomorrow he will be coming to the school show WITH his mama.

364 days later.