my kid drank pepsi for breakfast
With our boots on and jackets zipped, I ran down the hall to pour coffee into my travel mug and that’s when I saw it: the empty Pepsi bottle sitting next to the sink.
With our boots on and jackets zipped, I ran down the hall to pour coffee into my travel mug and that’s when I saw it: the empty Pepsi bottle sitting next to the sink.
The irony is not lost on me that the week after I’ve found genius ways to make my mornings less manic that I’m about ready to throw in the towel and send a sock-free child with unbrushed teeth and no hat to school. With the exception of Monday morning (which was a breeze, you guys)… Continue reading Socks and sweatshirts
Mornings are tough, you guys. I get up between 5 am and 5:30 am most mornings in an effort to get a jump start on the day – giving me at least an hour to get myself ready before I wake F to start his day. In theory, we should be ready long before it’s… Continue reading Morning Madness: 5 ways to make your mornings easier