I love mornings.
I looooove them.
See, if I believe mornings are fun, I'll have something to look forward to when I wake up. Aside from, "When can I go back to sleep?"
Scene: Entering kids' room to wake them up
Ariella: UNNHHHHH!!! Grumble, grumble. (This is because she went to bed too late the night before.)
Flashback to....the night before:
Ariella, go to sleep.
But I want to just finish the chapter!
Fine.
[I get deeply involved in an important article on www.ew.com. This is what Ariella is counting on. While I while away the time doing a lot of nothingness, she finishes her current chapter and starts a new one.]
[Realizing it's about 30 minutes after my last "Go to sleep" directive. Also, I've read all the articles related to TV shows I care about.]
Ariella, go to SLEEP!
But you said I could finish the chapter!
Oh. I did. Okay. But no more after this!
[Back to Facebook.]
[Ariella has finished her entire book and is now midway through "aleph" in the dictionary.]
Ariella! GO TO SLEEP!
Can't I just finish aleph?
Anyway....the next morning...
Ariella: UNNHHHHH!
Yaakov: Umph, mmmm (buries deeper into blankets)
Nadav: Yippeeeee!!!!!!!!!! Breakfast time!
Eventually, I hustle everyone into the kitchen for food, with the daily litany of threats that have become part of our morning routine. "If you don't get out of bed now, you won't be allowed to eat breakfast in pajamas!" and "If you don't get out of bed now you'll just have to eat cereal in a bag! No milk!"
Then there are a few peaceful moments, with everyone happily munching away on their cereal, bowl after bowl, Nadav getting into scientist mode and dumping his cereal from his bowl into his cup, back into his bowl, onto his pajamas, and then, to the ultimate destination of anything Nadav eats, all over my floor. Nothing gets me going in the morning like cleaning up soggy Cheerios and milk from the floor! Except maybe finding a clump of damp ones stuck to his pjs later. Good times!
One by one, the children finish breakfast. Yaakov usually finishes first, since Nadav and Ariella can eat their weight in Honey Nut Cheerios. Actually, Nadav can eat his and Ariella's weight in HNC.
Now, the fun really gets going! Stay tuned for Part II of Morningpalooza: Getting Dressed; Or, Debates About Underwear I'd Rather Not Have
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How are you able to describe my house so perfectly, down to the internet habits and neverending reading in bed by daughter?
Is it the underwear you'd rather not have or the debates? Please clarify.
Also, as a frequent visitor at the Rose home and sometimes fulltime resident, I can attest to Gila's heroism in the morning rush. I can tell you fer sher that HER mother was nowhere near as patient as she is.
You forgot the tantrums on the way out the door. If you can't get it right, you must remove your spy equipment from my apartment at once.
Stoned, we only covered Waking Up - Breakfast. We haven't even talked about Getting Dressed - Getting Out the Door. Tantrums galore!
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