Weekday mornings are difficult for me. First of all, Dan leaves for work so early that I have to prepare the children for school and daycare on my own. Secondly, the twins don't "do" mornings (and Sarah does them too damn early!!!). Just waking them up is a battle! Third, none of the children like to eat breakfast. Fourth, none of the children willingly get dressed, and hardly ever wear what I would like them to wear. And lastly, all three girls are slow! Needless to say, there's a lot of shouting in my house in the mornings.
Today was different. The stars must have aligned. It was wonderful.
Two thirds of the children came downstairs without a fight (Katie came down when I offered to hold her hand). Two thirds of the children ate all of their breakfast (Sarah had been grazing since 5:20am, so I was not upset about her skipping some of her breakfast). Not only did the twins get dressed without a fight, they put on the clothes that I have been dying for them to wear!!!
Here are some snaps of my Highland lassies:
I was thrilled!
I packed the twins off to school, I took a deep breath, and prepared myself for Sarah's daily fury.
But Sarah was a dream. She was eager to get dressed, and was eager to put on her jacket, hat, and mitts. I was shocked, especially because she knew she was going to daycare (Sarah has fought me on going to daycare since the twins started school). I was over the moon!!! I told her that since she was being soooo good, she needed to have her photo taken, too.
I practically skipped to daycare. Everything had been so perfect.
Once inside Emilie's house, Sarah removed her outerwear and started playing with Olivier. Olivier is only about fourteen months old. Typically, he drives Sarah crazy. Today, she delighted in "fetching" the ball for him.
I turned to Andre and said, "I can't believe how wonderfully it's going today!". He replied, "It's only one day". Yes, it's ONE day. That's ONE day more than we had yesterday...and it whispers the promise of MORE DAYS to come!