As routine, I was just browsing the news sites and found a bit of fluff describing one mother's frantic morning rituals as she gets herself and her family out the door for work and school each day.
While I know the pandemonium she relates probably exists, I don't think we've ever encountered it around our house—thank God! Fortunately, our family has always preferred to do with a bit less sleep in order to make our morning routine a very leisurely affair. And we like it that way, TYVM.
Even when Jamie was a child, she'd be up almost an hour and a half before she needed to be out the door to catch the bus. If she was taking a bag lunch, I packed it the night before, and I already had her school clothes laid out. All this, so I could linger a little longer over a good book and enjoy another cup of coffee.
Although, I must confess, one of my fondest memories was the morning a pre-school-age Jamie came to me crying because it was almost time to head out the door, and she couldn't find her "soxtuhpo."
"Soxtuhpo?"
"You know!" she gestured in a frantic pulling motion from her toes to her knees. "My SOXTUHPO!"
"Soxtuh...OH! Do you mean your knee socks?"
Her emphatic nod meant I had correctly interpreted that she wanted the long socks she had to pull up to her knees. How could I be so dim?
Sorry, Sweetheart. I guess maybe Mommy needs to get up just a little earlier in the morning. [sigh]
Today, Dan has to be down to Petoskey by 8 AM for a special class he's taking for his lead paint certification, so he asked me to get him up an hour earlier to accommodate the 40 minute commute.
I mean, let's face it, a hectic day comes at you fast enough—no sense in rushing this stuff, right?
[yawn!]
~ Robin
While I know the pandemonium she relates probably exists, I don't think we've ever encountered it around our house—thank God! Fortunately, our family has always preferred to do with a bit less sleep in order to make our morning routine a very leisurely affair. And we like it that way, TYVM.
Even when Jamie was a child, she'd be up almost an hour and a half before she needed to be out the door to catch the bus. If she was taking a bag lunch, I packed it the night before, and I already had her school clothes laid out. All this, so I could linger a little longer over a good book and enjoy another cup of coffee.
Although, I must confess, one of my fondest memories was the morning a pre-school-age Jamie came to me crying because it was almost time to head out the door, and she couldn't find her "soxtuhpo."
"Soxtuhpo?"
"You know!" she gestured in a frantic pulling motion from her toes to her knees. "My SOXTUHPO!"
"Soxtuh...OH! Do you mean your knee socks?"
Her emphatic nod meant I had correctly interpreted that she wanted the long socks she had to pull up to her knees. How could I be so dim?
Sorry, Sweetheart. I guess maybe Mommy needs to get up just a little earlier in the morning. [sigh]
Today, Dan has to be down to Petoskey by 8 AM for a special class he's taking for his lead paint certification, so he asked me to get him up an hour earlier to accommodate the 40 minute commute.
I mean, let's face it, a hectic day comes at you fast enough—no sense in rushing this stuff, right?
[yawn!]
~ Robin
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