So what is a typical morning for me? I have decided to share the first 3 hours of my day in the following photojournalism style. Some of the photos are kind of rough, kind of edgy, just like my life. ( I should really sell boots at this blog and maybe I could make some money!) When I'm nominated for a Pulitzer you can say you saw it here first!
Today my morning started at 6:17 a.m. with a phone call from Ross in the room next door. I was so excited, well as excited as I could be just waking up from a semi-deep sleep. Ross is very hard to get up in the morning and I always have to call him at 6:30 to make sure he's wake. I thought "Wow, he's already up and calling me to let me know." I really WAS out of it!
Instead he tells me in his best low and raspy voice "Mom, I don't feel good."
Ross missed school one day last week with an intestinal virus. This being just the 3rd week of school it wasn't going to look good with another absence! "What's wrong?"
"My throat hurts and my stomach hurts and I have a headache."
"Do you have a fever?"
"I don't think so."
"Then I want you to try to go to school."
Ten minutes later Ross text messages me that he just threw up. I guess he's really not going to school.
I was really tired so I dozed off and woke up about 7:10. Not good. Jenna goes to school today so I have to hurry to get us out the door by 8:00. First I have to walk the dogs. When I get back run to the computer to check my email. I confess, I am addicted to my computer. But I really did have an excuse today! I was waiting for an important paper for my adoption which actually was waiting in my inbox! Of course, I had to print it out; email my travelmates seeing if they got theirs; scan my other emails. Oh no! Its 7:40!
I wake Julia up and she starts freaking out. You have to understand that Julia is not a morning person. Nor is she a glass half full person. Combine the two in the morning and its a fun ride. She looks at the clock and instant tears.
"I don't have enough time! I'll never get my contacts in on time! I don't know what to wear! I hate these shoes! I hate my hair today! Jenna's looking at me!"
I think you get the picture. I'm happy to report that she did get dressed, contacts in and was ready to head out the door by 8:05. And her sister was dressed and ready too.
{Julia putting in her contacts. I've really been impressed with her. She just got them last week and is doing really well. It is only taking her about 5 minutes to get them instead of the 10 it took last week}
Part 2 of my day: The Road Trip
Now its time to take the show on the road. Since my dogs are couped up in the suite we usually take them with us in the morning. We all head out the door and into the car.
{The dogs and Jenna are already in the car. Julia is the last one to get in. Notice the trash at the bottom of the car threatening to spill out. Alas, this is the topic for tomorrow's post!}
{Julia has woke up, got her contacts in, tamed her hair and her mood has improved as she jams to her High School Musical 2 CD. Note that her backpack is at the ready on her lap. This took several days of training!}
{And she's out! And dogs aren't jumping out with her! Things are looking up!}
Now I confessed one of my addictions above, my computer. I'm about to confess another:
Julia's dropped off at 8:25 and Jenna can't be dropped off until 9:00 and the school's are only 7 minutes apart. What else am I going to do? Time to feed my addiction.
{Waiting in line at Starbucks. Can you find me?}
{Time to order. You think they would know my drink by now!}
{Next we're off to the post office to check our PO box. Jenna likes to unlock it. Such a big girl!}
{That's my pretty girl!}
We usually end up waiting at her preschool for about 5-10 minutes before she can be dropped off. We fill the time listening to what else? High School Musical 2. By the time the teacher shows up to take Jenna inside she's convinced herself and tried to convince me that she shouldn't go to school. After I pry her hands off the driver's seat headrest and drag her out of the car she goes into the building with her teacher.
Whew! I'm ready for a nap!
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