All in the matter of 45 minutes...

Ok, well, I was going to wait until I was chronologically caught up, but you've just got to send me your "aw's" and other sympathies. I need them!

In the spirit of Fall, our precious pumpkin(eater) has struck again. Titus and Levi ended up in our bed around 5 this morning. Titus went back to sleep rather fitfully, but did go back to sleep. 7am we have to get up, so I got him up and since he was dry, I decided to catch him and put him on the potty before he went in the pull up. I took him, and he went, but he screamed the entire time. Good morning to you too, Ty-ty.

Ok, well, I have to be out the door by 7:50 to get to school at a time where the boys don't have to rush in, and no later than 8 on the nose to get there on time, but perhaps a bit rushed. 7:15ish we all sit down for breakfast, which is cereal this morning. Everyone started eating rather peacefully and so I went to get Micah up so she could eat before getting out the door. I go to the gym MWF after I take the kids to school, so by the time I get home, there is no eating because it is her am nap time.

While I am upstairs I hear Eden screaming (like someone has bit her or yanked out all her hair or something important like that). Then I hear the kids yelling that Titus has dumped all Eden's cereal onto her.Now, unfortunately, this is the SECOND spill that I took a picture of. The first one, I just mentioned. I sat Titus back down to eat his breakfast but by the time I got that one wiped and cleaned up, Titus had somehow managed to pull down his own cereal onto himself. That is the picture you see. I didn't find the first one very funny, but this one just made me laugh and wonder what else this day had in store for lucky ol' me! It was only 7:30.Well, in order to prevent any other catastrophe before we got out the door, I set Titus up on the counter so I could clean up. There he is, eyeing the bag next to him which contains 5 suckers that I got from the bank drive-through. Not on your life bub! Sit and stay, for pete's sake! 7:40.

Next I went upstairs to make sure that the older kids' clothes matched before they got to school looking like hobos. Eden too, for that matter. She'd go out wearing a shirt that she has long outgrown and a corduroy skirt with flipflops. So, I'm the last one to come downstairs and what I hear on the way down is Elijah yelling at Titus for something.

Titus wanted a drink, so he poured some milk into a straw bowl (makes sense) and spilled some of that as well. Doesn't he know how expensive milk is??? I haven't even had time to get the busy boy dressed yet. It's 7:55 and we should all be in the van, but I'm not even dressed yet, so I clean Titus up, get myself dressed and am now in psycho mom mode...everyone in the van NOW! Well just because he felt like it, Titus grabbed a marker and said, "take that mom!" with his scribbles on the floor. Oh my word!!! I am about to get angry at this little 2 year old...rather than thanking God for his spirit that would otherwise make my days BORING!!! Thankfully I'm smart enough to buy washables!

Just for the record I get the kids into the van (2 in pajamas and one in his pull up) by about 10 after 8 and to school by 8:23. 8 minutes late. Aaarrrgh! Thank goodness for the gym...around an hour by myself to gather my thoughts, read the Word and take a few deep breaths. Dare I ask why I feel so tired???