We were like super-family this morning. No one had to rush around to get ready, things were calm and steady. We made it to school earlier than usual and just as I was telling the boys how proud of us I was, I lifted Judah’s back pack and felt it strangely light. I had one of those Oprah “Ah-Ha!” moments only in the opposite sense.
No. Snack. In. Bag.
I recounted our morning: I had coffee, I mastered liquid eye liner (mark that down for the books), Little Gingers were fed and diapered…I really have no idea how snack got left out. Especially after mastering the liquid eyeliner…like really? That should prove the morning was on track.
You roll with the punches, go with the flow or whatever and little man got his snack in time for his morning break.