The Bus {and Anderson Cooper}

So last night I had a bizarre dream. And I always dream bizarrely when I'm stressed or anxious about something. Anderson Cooper was my professor and was giving our final exam. Yes, I still have those awful school dreams where I haven't attended class, I'm missing my homework, and there is a huge test. The fact that AC was our professor though was a nice touch. But in my dream he was an ass and I was totally unprepared, totally unlike him and totally like me.

Fast forward to 6:30am this morning when I woke up nervous that I was actually going to put O on the bus. You can see his excitement turn to uncertainty and then nervousness, but he pushed through. He walked past me, up the the steps, past the smiling (thank you Lord) bus driver'ette, and into the abyss of school busdom. I have no idea where he sat, if he chose the front by himself, or sat next to a cute little girl. I read a verse someone posted today and it settled my heart in such a peaceful way:

"The Lord will keep you from all harm; he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore." Psalm 121:7-8