Elisabeth always rides the bus home in the morning but we usually drive her in in the morning as it gives us another 30 minutes to get our act together. Last night I told her she was riding the bus and to be ready. I woke her up at 7, ran downstairs and got the kitchen cleaned up from last night, made the kids hot oatmeal, and packed both lunches. That is when I heard her from the top of the stairs. It was 7:20 (the bus comes at 7:35) and she was standing there, crying, with her hair standing on end, still in her pajamas, moaning that she couldn't find anything to wear. I instantly became bitch mom- "Get your ass into some clothes and down here to eat your frickin' breakfast before you miss your damn bus!" Nice way to start a Friday. After her fastest dressing and hair doing she has ever done, she ate her breakfast and headed for the bus only to find that it was just leaving the bus stop. She thought she had bought herself a nice drive to school but I hopped in the car in my pjs and socks and chased that damn bus down.
I then arrive home to find Todd LEISURELY getting ready for work. Now remember, I had already been up for an hour with Bella, was sweating like a pig, had made beds and dressed 2 girls and wasn't even close to being ready myself. He looked at me and said, "Oh...you want me to take Bella in today?? I wish you had told me - I would have hurried." UGH. I think I am going to start telling people I am the mother to 3- 2 girls and a baby boy:)
(He did redeem himself by sending me a picture and video from his new iPhone of her on the way out the door.)
I love this smile she does-it is a mix of happy and unsure. We were on our way out to ballet/tap.....
Waiting for the teacher....the damn duck stayed with mom.
The look...."I am NOT listening to you and I AM going to walk over and wave to my mom."
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