50: morning dash
Zoran and Lex running to school. Again. This has been my elusive goal all year: both boys on time, in clean clothes that they like, happy, with zero yelling or pouting in the process. We make it sometimes. (Most days, actually.) Surprisingly, this arrival in a good mood all depends very little on when they get up and mostly upon how the morning unfolds. I decided happy and ready to start the day trumps on being on time, so we've been late more than ever before. This stresses me out some, but not nearly as much have having a pair of boys who start off their mornings hating the world.