I woke up this morning... Which in itself is good, considering the alternative! But I crave my few minutes alone in the shower to wake up. So, three kids up while I'm grabbing the shampoo is not ideal. Same three kids demanding me to find them clean clothes, that apparently being impossible for 8-year-olds to manage themselves, I had to muster up enough motherly spirit to do just that. Then dry off...
One of the 8-year-olds actually managed to find clothes alone. Go figure.
Now, there was to be another blow to the general well-being of the world, as it were. Jakob woke up. And before I knew it, and had said hello, he was back in bed, furious! Yesterday, he'd lost his first molar. Quite unexpected
ly, but he was very pleased about it. So, as tradition has it, we put the tooth in a glass of water, and waited for the tooth fairy to visit...*
*) Jakob is 11, he doesn't believe in the tooth fairy. But he likes it that way still...
And we the tooth fairy had forgotten to visit! He refused to get out of bed. I said 'maybe we can coax the tooth fairy to visit the kitchen...' and took the glass upstairs. Then realised I had no cash... So, instead of making breakfast, as I'd usually do around then, I had to sneak around and see if any of the kids had any money I could borrow. Found it! And if you're wondering - the current rate for first molar, plus extra for late payment i
s NOK 50 (a little over €/£ 5, or $ 7.5)...
So, time for breakfast, right? Nooo... It turned out, as I was making the beds - one of the kids had had an 'accident' that night. Tried covering it up with the duvet, resulting in everything being wet. Even the pillow... So I had to drag it all to the washing machine, undress the child in question, as clothes ha
d mysteriously appeared on said person's body (no names mentioned!) without my help earlier, and give said child a proper washdown. So much for independence...
Finally, breakfast. Which on Fridays include yoghurt. Hurray! Note to self: yoghurt on trousers and socks and floor comes off more easily if not hurled by the gallon. *sigh*
And it has started snowing again.
How was your morning?
5 comments:
Awww...:-( My morning was quite good...Thor is on holiday, so drove me to work (2 hours of work, tough life) after a breakfast of leftover sichuan food (that I made as we had a special guest over for dinner).
However, girlie seems to be a bit croupy, so I hope that tomorrow won't suddenly be worse.
Oh my. I don't know how you do it every day! I'm sure most mornings are eventful in some way.
Oh you have breakfast according to the days of the week? That's interesting, must come from the organization 5 children require!
My mornings are really quiet, thankfully, as I take at least one hour to fully wake up.
Great and vivid post!
The other day I saw my first episode of "John, Kate & eight" (or whatever that show with the couple who has eight small children is called) - and I had a very real flashback ...
In comparison, my mornings are practically blissful, I'm happy to say! :o)
Hjelpe meg! Og jeg som synes det er ganske travelt *uten* unger... Ellers, en liten bloggpause på gang?
Jeg ler meg skakk! Du må skive mer blogg! :D
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