Difficult Mornings

During the mornings, I must confess to some amount of envy for one-child parents. After all, they don’t have to listen or deal with the following:

• Multiple pairs of foot-stompers as the kids wake up and come down with bad attitudes because they aren’t ready to be awake. The stomping can be over anything: can’t get clothes on, brother was down before sister, dog looked at them funny. Anything

• The turf war over couch space- “His foot is on my side of the couch!” and “She’s taking up more space than she needs to!”

• The struggle for whose preferred morning cartoons are watched.

• “When can we watch our shows?” spoken in a whiny tone. When one stops, the other picks up where the first left off.

• “HEY! I was sitting THERE!”

• “I want to sit next to Mommmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”

• “He won’t let me use the bathroom!”

• “She’s hogging the sink!”

• “He spit toothpaste on me!”

• “I was going to brush my teeth, but my brother is being DUMB.”

• “She didn’t really brush her teeth, she just chewed on the toothbrush.”

• “He put my shoes somewhere!”

• “She threw my shoes when I went to get them!”

• “He threw my jacket on the floor!”

• “She got to the car first and I wasn’t racing!”

I think the dog has the right idea. She typically goes upstairs and disappears until they’ve been delivered to school.