It’s like rushing a slug

Tell me, is anyone ever really in the mood to sit at the breakfast table with your three year old, waiting for them to eat at the rate of three bites every ten minutes? Especially when you’re already starting to run late for work? Anyone?

Some mornings it’s like rushing a cross between a slug and a squirrel on speed. They are either not moving at all, or racing around the house on full speed but with no direction.


About dirtyrottenparenting

I'm a parent of two lovely (most of the time) children. I work full time out of the home and I don't cook well, bake, sew, or do crafty things. I keep my high heels and jewelry at my office because there's no point in having them at home.
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4 Responses to It’s like rushing a slug

  1. sillyliss says:

    LOL, love your analogy.

    This morning, my 2.5 year old decided that instead of putting her shoes on, she would scream “ug” at the top of her voice and then smack me. Which led to a time out, which led to me being late to work.

    If I could draw a flowchart of morning, it would ALWAYS lead to me being late to work. Hm. Maybe I SHOULD draw a flowchart, as a sort of flowchart therapy. SERENITY NOW.

  2. I sympathize. Then I give them dry cereal in a sandwich baggie and hit the road with them.

  3. MamaDrew says:

    LOL, I love this. My 5 year old step-daughter is the same way! Dinner time is most always a fight, breakfast is usually the same.

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