Missed the bus

Fridays roll around and the girls rarely make it on the bus. Even rarelier do I care! ( yeah I know that’s not a word, my spell check is all over that 😉 ) It’s Friday, chill out!!!

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There are mornings when I have everything in order the night before and everything runs smooth like butter. Then there are mornings where we’re doing a mad dash, someone’s teeth don’t get brushed, someone’s take home folder, or snack, or beanie boo doesn’t make their bag and they barely make it on the bus; by barely I mean we’re chasing it down the street :-\ Well, on Friday I refuse. We sleep in an extra 15 minutes, have a cool, calm, collected breakfast (at the table), everyone gets ready without any of mama’s escalated reminders, we jam to some music and chill the heck out! After all, there are plenty of things far more important than catching the bus!!