We are already running late when Liam runs up the stairs shouting, “Mom, there are wolves outside our door! Wolves, Mom!”
Now, we love Neil Gaiman’s The Wolves in the Wall as much as anyone (for obvious reasons), so I’m *sure* he’s kidding. I’m certain that when I go downstairs I will encounter playdough animals stuck to the window or sock puppets hanging from doorknobs or drawings of giant paws on the wall…or something equally creative but slightly taxing on an already late morning. 
I did NOT expect to actually see two giant beautiful furry animals with sad eyes peering into my foyer.
Not wolves, but pretty close. 🙂
The kids walked to school, and I called numbers from Alice’s (the lovely gray one is named Alice) tag, and eventually their person came to happily collect them. (Apparently their foreign exchange student left the gate open.)
Now it’s time for coffee.
A good reminder, that just when you think you know what the day is going to look like…sometimes you get wolves. #happywednesday