Hi guys! Let's have a chat about morning routines, shall we? Any of you who know me {or who have read this blog for very long} know that I am the poster child for night owls. Falling asleep before 1 a.m. is pretty much a physical impossibility for me. No matter how tired I am in the mid-afternoon and early evening, I ALWAYS get a second wind as the kids are going to bed.
This does not make the 5:45 a.m. wake-up call in our house easy for me. I mean, let's be honest: it's not easy for anybody. But the teenagers are "allowed" to grumble a little bit and stumble around like zombies as they go through the morning motions. As the parent -- the voice of reason and responsibility {really?!} -- I feel like I need to at least try to be bright and pleasant.
I need to make sure they wear clean, MATCHING clothing to school every day. And I'm not talking about the three kids matching it other. I'm not THAT mom. Sometimes it seems an almost insurmountable task to get one of my children in particular into a shirt and pants that match each other. I know. Everything goes with jeans, and yet still . . . the struggle is real, folks. I need to make sure agendas are signed and homework is actually inside the backpacks, not sitting atop the DVR or some other random place. And breakfast. Oy, the battles over breakfast.