Woke up 5 mins late....
Woke the boys up 3 times before they rolled out of bed.
Separated the fighting.
Yelled at them for goofying off, intead of getting ready.
Despite having washed just about every piece of clothing in this house....
I still had to run around looking for pants for both boys.
{What do they do with all their clothes?}
Hurry Up or You're going to be late
Eating breakfast.
Fighting over the cereal box
Nathan spills cereal all down the leg of his pants.
Go change your pants, I saw a pair of black ones in your dresser
He goes to the bathroom and proceeds to swipe the cereal off his pants and onto the floor
When I ask him if he at least used a towel...he said I was going to clean it up
Great big HUGE mess of soggy cereal all over the bathroom floor.
Gee thanks I needed something else to do this morning.
Come on let's go already you're going to be late
Mom, Nicholas is bothering me
Mom, I can't find socks
MOMMM get Nicholas to stop bothering me
Get Nicholas to leave me alone mom
Great! now we are late!
Hurry Up!
Mom, I can't find my shoes
Mom, untie my shoes
Mom, tie my shoes
Mom, I think I need to change my pants after all, these ones feel wet.
Oh My God hurry up already!
Where did you put your shoes?
What do you mean you don't know, you just took them off.
Hurry, get your coats on.
Let's go....c'mon
Stop fighting
{Charlene stop YELLING}
Boys, please stop fighting.
Buckle up!
Would you please stop goofying off!
Yup, you're gonna be late.
Mom, why are we late?
Great mom, thanks for making us late for school.
{Hmm, somehow I knew this would be all MY fault.}
Hurry up and get in there.
Proceeds to gander slowly down the sidewalk....
In zig zag pattern.
Yep, totally my fault, huh?
I mean, I am the MOM afterall!
Late ~ Just Great!
7 comments:
Thank you for the kind comments on my quilt, I to would love a sewing room with an endless supply of fabric!!
Reading this post made me laugh, reminds me so much of my brother, sisters and I getting ready for school!
Oh I feel for you just reading this post. I think I would want to scream at the end of it all
Oh wow. This is definitely preparing myself for mommyhood :).
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How did you get into my house?! :) Don't you love mornings with children!
It's always our fault! And what is it with boys and clothes?
I feel your pain, Charlene! On the one hand it's so frustrating to live out this scenario. On the other, it's nice to know my house isn't the only one that sounds just like that in the morning. Only, it's just me and my daughter. Every morning is the same thing. Thank God we only live 5 minutes from her school!
The story of my life!!!
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