Jack puts on my sunglasses and says,
"Hi! I'm your mom! Change your clothes! We've got to go to karate class! Go to the bathroom! Hurry! Oh my gosh, we're late! Hurry! We're late!"
then, taking off the sunglasses, "Are we actually late or are we just running late?"
then, putting the sunglasses back on, "We're running late, but hurry up! Get in the car!"
I have to admit that this is a fair representation of what goes on in our house on karate class days. If we're lucky and the school bus drops them off on time, we have 15 minutes to turn it around and head to karate class. Sometimes we're not that lucky.
Yesterday I read a cheesy quote in the scrapbooking section of the craft store that said, "We don't remember days- we remember moments." I think they meant it to be a good thing. Too bad we don't get to dictate which moments.
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