Mornings around here are usually really crazy. Typically my 8 year old is, okay in the mornings, bright eyed and bushy tailed like his father. I don’t get that at all as I am a terrible and grumpy person in the morning. My 5 year old daughter takes after me. She is typically cranky, fussy, whiney, and I have to drag her out of bed.
Sometimes it’s not that bad but a usual morning here is off the chain crazy. Now I also have to get my 3 year old ready for school too and it’s been crazy for me trying to adjust.
Well this morning everything was off. We all overslept – even my 15 year old son. So getting everyone up and ready was like running a marathon. All the roles reversed though and today my 8 year old made my life crazy while my daughter, she was sweet as pie.
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Thanks for sharing. One day, after a really hard therapy session, my homework was: spend the afternoon playing games with my child. It was the best after-therapy that I needed.