Mine morning started off kinda rough. At his request, I have been getting my son up moment before my daughter so he can get into the bathroom to go pee before she takes possession of the bathroom for the next half hour. He doesn't wake up very alert and as he was leaving the bathroom at 5:30 am he opened the door right onto his big toe. Mumbling and almost cursing, I heard him stating that this day was going to suck.
Somehow through rolled eyes and more cursed mumbling everyone got dressed and ready for school. My daughter was packed and ready last night as she has a field trip today. Sunscreen, check; water bottle, check; extra pair of socks in case she falls out of the canoe, check; snack, check.
Seats buckled and before I pull out, I check to see if my ex has responded to my email from last night that our son left his math book at his dad's last week and was unable to do his homework last night without it. Now, please take note that my son see's his dad each & every Monday night at Boy Scouts, but he forgot to pass the request to his dad to drop the math book by the house on his way to work this morning so we could do the math homework tonight and only be one day late. As this much need conversation did not happen, I texted his dad last night at about 9 pm. With no response this morning I sent the text again. Seems the ex did not get the first message and was already at work. Awesome! I explain to my son that he can do his homework at his dad's on Wednesday and turn it in the next day. More eye rolling and huffing about how super it is that he will be super late turning it in. At this I swallow my giggle as he is the boy that has almost failed the past two years of school due to not turning in homework on average of 30 days past due.
Anyhow, we are rockin and rollin right on up the pass when my daughter realizes she was supposed to have a packed lunch. WTF? That was not on the check list she handed me last night. Now I know that it should have dawned on me, but I didn't sleep the night before, so I was really counting on that damn check list from the teacher to be thorough.
Time check, we are still 10 minutes early...I can stop at the Safeway, but what am I going to feed my ever so special picky eater? She agrees with much distress that a turkey sandwich will do. We arrive at Safeway, time check, still 10 minutes early. I run in.
Damn, the deli is closed. The free condiments are not out. The self check out line is not turned on yet and there is only one cashier working. Turkey, bread, mayo, chips, plastic baggies; check!
I ran out to the car and received the huff of get moving woman so I am not late from my son. We slide on into the kiss and go lane and my son jumps out before I have come to a complete stop. We are not late! There is still 8 minutes until school starts and I am going to need at least 4 of them to help my daughter get her lunch into the baggies.
I am the cog in the kiss and go lane this morning. I did not put my car in park, just kept m foot on the brake and made a sandwich while my daughter bagged her chips. With a quick, "I love you," and a wave, she was out of the car unscathed and on time. I was so happy that none of the compliant & militant kiss and go parents honked and yelled at me! I was on the edge and prepared to throw my car in park and jump out and throw down with those bastards, but my daughter and I worked so fast, we went unnoticed.