Every Friday is a half-day of school, which means it's very hard to get anything done, but everyone somehow schedules their errands on Fridays.
This morning at 7 am I got my children up on time with a song on the air and a smile in my heart. (Well, I actually didn't sing them awake, but I didn't make myself hoarse screaming at them either.) Eldest daughter has a dentist appointment this morning, but she needs to go to school first for attendance.
By 7:50 two children had appeared downstairs but only one was dressed. The dressed one ate breakfast; the pajama-clad one got a very dirty look and retreated back upstairs. We have to leave the house for walking by 8:00, for car by 8:20. At 7:58 the formerly pajama-clad child appeared announcing that she needs to take a practice test before she goes to school.
"Eat," growls the mother. (And yes, you can growl the word "eat" even there are no gutteral rumbling sounds. It involves gritting your teeth while putting the "eeee" sound at the back of your throat.)
Finally all kids are in car, drop elder two off (youngest has no childcare Friday mornings, lucky me), swing out of front circle to park car so that I can go back to school office to pick up dental child. Cell phone rings. It's my husband saying that the dentist called him looking for me. We're late to the appointment. (WHA?)
I just hate mornings. The panicked, rushed, I'll-never-get-ahead-of-the-curve feelings never stop, but I keep thinking that tomorrow I'll figure out how to make it work.
After the dentist visit the eldest daughter, the youngest daughter and I all went out for hot chocolate (I decided not to take her back to school. Bad Mommy.) Then we went to hair salon to offer moral support to eldest as she got about 5 inches cut off. (SHE LOVES THE NEW DO!!) (Youngest got adopted my the manicurist who painted her nails gold with little green-dot-flowers. Then youngest wanted her hair washed--Man, is she good at getting what she wants.)
Picked up son from school, got a take-out lunch.
This afternoon, eldest daughter goes to a 1 1/2 hour art class, then home again. At some point we need to go to the grocery store too. This evening, all the kids and I will go to the public library to cheer eldest (sporting a new dress and new hair) as she performs a flute solo.
By the end of the day today I will have driven all the way across town 10 times.
Fridays are crazy.