Some mornings are tough, all three babies sleeping sweetly (dreaming of new trouble I'm sure) and it's so warm, and QUIET. I don't want to move, much less go around shaking sleeping bodies and brushing teeth in squirming mouths, or offering a breakfast that will be slurped, gulped, tossed or altogether ignored. Most mornings I brew up a cup of coffee and push on, but today I was weak. I hope one lazy morning doesn't make me a bad mum. "But Mom, it's my library day! It's important!"
Yes, school is VERY important, but so is sanity, and for some reason weekends never start out peaceful.
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