I feel like a drill Sergeant yelling:
"In the car...let's go! let's go! Hussle people! MOVE IT!"
"Indy you aren't allowed in the car until you brush your teeth!"
"Laina go clear your bowl off the table and put the cereal box away! And don't even THINK about asking for a playdate until that room is clean!"
"McLaren - you rascal (the only child that comes out of his room dressed for the day :) Get out of Ella's face!" (I wish I had said please...it wouldn't have seemed so harsh as it does when writing it down).
(Now I get why Matt thinks I yell too much - except he's gone by the time this happens...however we repeat it around bedtime.)
Then we race off to school - except for Fridays...I drive slow -- so we can practice spelling words all the way to school.
2 comments:
Sounds a lot like our house in the AM and the PM. Also, sounds a lot like the mom around here. Well at least we know we do it, the first step is admitting it, right? :)
Yep. I really do try not to yell. But It is hard.
My guys this morning, let me sleep til 7;45. bus comes at 8. They are totally happy to let me sleep and just sit and watch tv. Not getting ready for school. Not eating. No shoes. Ya. I usually hide the remote. But I forgot last night. Other wise I would have been awakened by screaming fights.
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