My favorite part of the morning is walking the kids to school.
Even if we've had a rough morning and the kids have fought over the elevator buttons down all 31 floors.
Something about the city being awake, bustling, children everywhere.
I get a little buzz off it.
But the absolute favorite part of my morning is this crossing gaurd.
She is a constant for me in an everchanging city.
And she says this. Every. Single. Morning.
I love her.
And I have to fight the urge to hug her.