Morning Mania
When I was in college mornings presented little challenge whatsoever. I could wake up, wash my face, brush teeth and hair, and run out the door with as little as 5 minutes prep time. I was young, and responsible for only one person. And that person still didn't need makeup. It was a beautifl thing. As a mother, all things simple are gone, and mornings are a time of utter and total chaos in la casa. We will start with a brief introduction to personalities as expressed in the morning. Gavin and I, we wake up incredibly well. The alarm goes off at four and I'm out of bed and in the excercise room. After an hour I come back up, make coffee, and venture in to wake the cop. The cop and Gabe, they do mornings poorly. The cop has improved dramatically within the last year. Gabe has not. So, after I tell the cop coffee is brewing I clear out and allow him space. While I get ready for the day he makes our two, very...