What a morning! Trying to get out of the door is a marathon that I am not in shape for. When I was younger (and childless) I would grab my keys and wallet (not even a purse) and go. Oh how I miss those days. This is what my morning looked like today trying to get Ben to school:Woke up to Ben's voice which of course made Sam wake Nursed Sam Downstairs for breakfast (bowl of cereal) Remind Josh to put extra car seat in trunk Make coffee Change Sam's diapers and clothes Let dogs out and back in Make Ben's lunch Get myself dressed Put on my shoes Spill my coffee all over the floor and break mug Mop up coffee while the dogs greedily try to lap it up before I get to it Ben slips on the wet floor and cries so I go to comfort him Get Ben dressed (where are his DAMN shoes?) Put Sam in car seat and in car Carry Ben to car and put in seat B-R-E-A-T-H-E! time passed: 86 minutes