Mornings With Kids Are No Fairy Tale.

       

This morning, I woke up half an hour early, organised breakfasts, made school lunches and folded laundry. Feeling unusually ahead of my game and positive about the day ahead, I went to wake the kids. Mary Poppins-like, I woke the kids with smiles and kisses (everything short of scampering animated squirrels, I kid you not).

They, in turn took a hundred years (not exaggerating, this is totally accurate) to do every. tiny. task.