Sat here waiting… Waiting for the Lil Princess to get ready for school…
I’m up before the crack of dawn, rushing around like a blue arsed fly, trying to do lunches, get uniforms and school bags ready, so when the kids descend, it’s a simple process, teeth, breakfast, wash face, change, hair done, coats on, out the door!
Seems like a faultless process… Hmm well it works fantastically for Lil Man, who wakes early anyway, he’s eaten, chances and ready with shoes n coat in half an hour before we need to leave, bless him!
But Her Highness, The Lil Princess… Well it starts with trying to rouse her… From my bed, I’m ashamed to say, but she manages to get in almost every night, while we are fast asleep, and most times I only know, when I wake, and there she is, snuggled up to us!
Well, this is where she is sooooo like her daddy, Hubby Dearest, as I wake her, she’s like “5 minutes, 3 minutes, 1 minute! I just need to streeeeeeetch…..!” After practically dragging her down the steps, and plonking her down its the rigmarole of deciding what to eat… 5 minutes and several whines (by this time, I need wine not whine!) later, it’s decided, then Oh My God, I’m showered, breakfast done, and she still has over half left! 10-15 minutes more of cajoling then maybe, just maybe she’s finished. Then comes the lurching to the bathroom to freshen up! By now she is up and sprightly, but then she CAN’T stop talking!
And, unlike most women, she hasn’t mastered the art of doing more than one thing at a time! As she changes, she pauses to have conversations with me, her brother, the cat, anyone who’s there! I have given strict instructions to everyone not to respond back, but it doesn’t stop her!
With 2.5 minutes to go before we leave, if we’re lucky, she presents herself to me, “A nice hairstyle please mummy!”
REALLY!?!?
A quick scraped back plait, ( her hair is below her bum, I have no time to do more!) and wrapped up, shoes in, finally we’re ready to go!
I’m lucky she still doesn’t really understand time yet! I get her up 20 minutes earlier than I have to, because of this, and still we end up rushing around like headless chickens! Well, I do, she just saunters on…
And on this note, I go to scrape back her hair. Before getting out the door!
See, she takes so long, I have time to write blog posts too!!!!
Happy Monday everyone!!
Soooo NOT a Morning Person!
26 Jan 2015 13 Comments
in Children, Humour Tags: children, Getting Ready, Getting Up, In A Rush, Mondays, Mornings











Jan 26, 2015 @ 15:03:07
Sounds like my daughter. She’s 14, so no it doesn’t get any easier. 😉
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 15:54:49
Jeez! Thanks! Lol!! 😉
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 16:04:35
“I have nothing to wear!” “My hair is ugly!” “Have you seen my shoes?” “Wait I forgot my phone!” Wait for it! 😀
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 16:23:59
Apart from the phone, I get all of them already! What hope do I have?!!!
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 16:30:27
None! Then comes the “Can we give Todd (the pimply faced boy) a ride home after school?” Get extra padding for the steering wheel. 😉
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 16:35:02
I will prepare my self right now, though mention boys and its Hubby Dearest who goes into melt down!! 😁
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 16:47:23
Hubby and I are of like minds! 😉
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 17:33:53
I will need to introduce you! You can teach him coping strategies! 😁
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 17:48:53
Does he play golf or cricket? I find when “Pizza face” is over for a visit, practicing your swing is a great reminder of what can happen if you upset my daughter. 😉
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 18:13:29
He did used to play, and tennis! 😉
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 18:33:53
LOL! A tennis racket can be a stylish weapon. 😀
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Jan 26, 2015 @ 18:42:06
I reckon he’d think so!!
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