Mornings have a tendency to be crazy in my household. It doesn't help matters when I have a distinct tendency to procrastinate. Even when I have the best intentions to get out the door in x amount of time, it seems to fail.My first class is at 8:00am, and I get up anywhere between 5:30-6:30am. I really shouldn't get up later than 6am because I know that I have to have my coffee and watch a little TV, check email etc. to get going.
Even on the best of days when I'm ready this is when my daughter Scarlett decides to be four. Okay, she is four but it is becoming apparent that she is more and more like mommy when it comes to getting out the door. We can both be dressed and packed up and it still takes me an extra thirty minutes to get her out the door and in her car seat.
She is going through a very rebellious stage and short of dragging her out the door before Dora, Mickey, Backyardigans, you name it is over she won't budge. There has come a point on a few days where I have had to pick her up kicking and screaming and try my damnedest to get her in the car seat.
This struggle doesn't make for getting to class on time. I'm usually between five to twenty minutes late to my first class and if I miss attendance being called I'm not counted present for the day.
I know this sounds crazy and exasperating but honestly I'm very lucky to have my children, and it is always a learning process.
