In ten minutes I get to slowly make my way over to their school. They will smell like their classrooms, peanut butter, sweat from the playground, and have pencil or paint smudges on their hands from their hard work. I can grab them up, squeeze them, hold their little bodies to mine and breathe their wild little selves in. They belong to school from 7:50am-2:15PM, but at 2:16PM they are mine all mine. I better get going!