Friday, February 18, 2011

That was yesterday!

It's 5:45am and you are awoken by a scream "get out of my room!" What a way to start the day. After determining the source of the scream you decide to being your morning ritual which consists of getting the kids ready for school. After getting the girl back in her room you let her know what she will be wearing today, ha! like that would go smoothly. She looks at you like you're crazy offering up several different ideas, none of which are to your liking. With great reluctance she puts on what you tell her to wear. Of course pulling the pants on are a 10 mins. ordeal for her but hey, you get to brush your teeth! When she's done dressing you ask her to brush her hair. She comes down the stairs dressed in the outfit you chose and the front and side of her hair brushed with clips in. Of course she didn't brush the back because if she can't see it in the mirror, neither can you! You both move on to breakfast where the next fit begins "my cereal's all gone!" Well since you obviously should know when foods go missing or are finished up it's your fault! Once the very dramatic tears have finished (2 mins top) she decides on her second choice, oatmeal. Between chattering, singing and dictating what she wants for lunch the girl finishes her breakfast. She takes her bowl and cup to the sink and puts it down on the counter, she doesn't wash it, oatmeal is much to sticky for her to touch! Now she's off to brush her teeth. Of course those darn steps have moved since she came down so she's off to find them on her tour of the house, the family room, the living room, the dining-room and still no steps. Oh wait, there they are right in the middle of the house right where she left them, well off to brush her teeth! Making sure to put a glob of paste on her brush, run it under water and shove it in her mouth just long enough to spit the glob back into the sink she is now done. Dressed, hair brushed (kinda), breakfast eaten and teeth brushed (kinda) it's now time to head off to school.

Sitting back observing what I can, fighting when I don't want to and stopping the tears when they get out of control I believe I just may lose it before 8:00am

Well that was yesterday and everyday is a "second" chance, wish me luck!

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