Hot coffee.
Email.
Kiddie wake up.
Mommy wishes she could wake up.
Coffee cold.
Hot coffee . . . again.
Teethbrush.
Hairbrush.
Where's the brush!?!?
Coffee cold.
Hot coffee . . . again.
Clothes on.
Shoes tied.
Backpack packed.
Load up!
Coffee cold.
Hot coffee . . . finally.
Phone ring.
Diaper change.
Laundry load.
Grrrrrrrr!
Coffee cold.
I give up.
This is why I don't drink coffee.... I have a nice cold coke or Dr. Pepper for my morning kick.
ReplyDeleteI call this Saturday coffee.
ReplyDelete:) I can totally relate! All I can say is thank goodness for my microwave!
ReplyDelete(Found you through Kim and LeeAnn and have been lurking for a long time. Love your blog!)