Some days my mornings go pretty well with the kids. They get out of bed on time. They get dressed with appropriate-ish clothing. They eat their breakfast in a timely manner. They let me do their hair. They brush their teeth. They put their appropriate shoes on. They brush their teeth.
That's a good morning.
Other mornings I get told to STOP TALKING when I go to wake them. They put on striped shirts two sizes too small with polka dot shorts that are not weather appropriate and grrrowl at me when I ask them to change. They sit in front of their breakfast like a zombie for 20 minutes instead of eating. They 'do' their own hair - you know, with 3 pony tails and a fashionable long strand of hair hanging in their face. They try to sneak out wearing flip-flops. They all-of-a-sudden remember they forgot: a snack, a bottle of water, a form for me to fill out, a family picture (nobody has printed pictures anymore!), etc.
The 3 minutes before the bus comes becomes an all out battle zone - me screaming instructions and telling them to hurry up! Then, as they fly out the door and get on the bus I smile and always, always, always tell them to have a good day and I love them. In my warped mind this erases all the yelling I just did 2 seconds before. I actually think it works for them to.
This is a normal morning.
I'm sure there are things I could do to make things run more smoothly, but I'm too lazy to have them pick out their outfits at night because we're exhausted from the bedtime battle.
How do you rate your school mornings??
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
1st Day of School 2012
Look at how much my girls grew over the summer! They are so happy to be back at school. The first couple of days after Delaney and Cecelia started I really missed their presence. After having them home all summer I really did feel like I was missing a limb. It's that feeling like when you feel like you forgot something. Now that it's been a week or so I'm getting a little more used to it. Laila started a week later which was a nice transition.
Even though summer break is over it still doesn't feel like summer itself is over. Yesterday was 85 degrees and today is supposed to be in the 90's. As long as I can still run around barefoot the fat lady hasn't sung.
On an unrelated note, I was going through some of my oooold, old blog posts the other day for probably the first time - I don't know - ever? I was amazed at how much I had forgotten from just a few years ago. The girls loved watching the old videos of themselves and I started to feel bad for not keeping up with my blog. Ever since I joined Facebook I've pretty much neglected this baby. I don't want to be sad that I didn't document more of what's going on in our little lives so I hope to post more here, even if at the end of the day it's just for me to go back and reflect on.
In other news around here there really is no news. Bill and I are still hard at work and school is back in session for me as well. I've got a laundry list of things that I'd like to get done around here, but we're really buckling down and trying to save for a winter vacation. If you'd like to donate I'd be happy to supply my address or bank account information. I kid, I kid.
Enjoy the last weeks of fun in the sun, I certainly will!
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