Spilt Milk

Words & Photography
by Melissa Simmons



Right after breakfast there was a big milk spill. I didn’t even see it happen. Someone was going to give the leftover cereal milk to the cat and then someone bumped into someone and milk. went. everywhere.

I didn’t even see it happen. Someone was going to give the leftover cereal milk to the cat and then someone bumped into someone and milk. went. everywhere.

I halfheartedly wiped it up since I plan to mop later today and trudged myself upstairs to get dressed, calling out, "Everyone to their desks!" To my surprise, I heard back, "We’re already here, doing our handwriting!" Oh wow. What a mood-changer! Little loves - humming songs, holding pencils, reminding me not to cry over spilled milk. They’re becoming such capable little students and I just love them.