Like, the one time I have to drive Big E to school I sleep until 8:26. This is total un-Mrs. Yoy behavior. I usually awake around 7 on my own, singing and happy to greet the day.
The middle of the night storms and my hourly bad guy check kept me up half the night and I was sleeping it off. I could hear Big E yelling through our wall.
GET ME OUT OF HERE! GET ME OUT OF HERE!
I had about 14 minutes to get both Yoys up, dressed, and fed before we needed to leave for an on time school arrival.
Oh, and myself, I had to get dressed.
I can't really recall what happened over the next 15 minutes. There was a lot of running, yelling, and racing up and down the stairs. I'm pretty sure there was also some sort of motivational theme music.
I asked Big E what he wanted to take along in the car for his breakfast.
He asked for a bagel and cream cheese.
Uh, hello, this isn't Goldberg's. I obliged anyway, because he was being pretty good.
With the rain and some traffic we arrived at school about 8 minutes late.
Not bad, not bad at all.
Yeah, Little E was still half-dressed and it was like 50 degrees outside, but he's got some built-in warmth.
So far, I am amazing. We'll see how the rest of the day goes.