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We're running late this morning.
Of course, we just started running late, we're always on time until one of the kids announce that they forgot they had to be at school early for archery, or Spanish club, or study group... or anything else that could throw our morning into a pile of screws.
“mom are the red bowls microwave safe?” I hear Grace call out. “Yes” I say and then wonder to myself if they really make bowls that are not microwave safe these days? What a waste that would be. “Good” she calls back, “all the other bowls are dirty”.
Whats the point in loading the dishwasher if you're not going to run it? I lecture myself.
I hear the buttons on the microwave beep, 1 minute 30 seconds, it's what is required for the perfect bowl of oatmeal, I silently wish I would have had oatmeal this morning.
The microwave begins to whir when Gabby says “Oh Mom, I do have archery this morning”
Grace and I look at each other and then look at the clock on the oven.
It's 7:37. Grace has to be at school by 7:50 if Gabby is to be at archery by 8. No time to eat your oatmeal at the table like a good American family now.
I tell the girls to grab their jackets, school bags and Gabby's lunch as I plop the hot oatmeal into a mug with a handle for Grace to eat on the way to school – whip open the silverware drawer just to give myself the second fat reminder in five minutes that I didn't run the dishwasher, so her choices are a fork or a serving spoon. I select the serving spoon and run and start the Beemer so it can be warming while the kids continue to gather their belongings.
On the ride to school Grace calls her dad to tell him good morning using her sisters phone, texts her boyfriend back a “good morning” from her phone and takes a bite of her oatmeal at the same time. I smile, cause if there's one thing I've taught her, it's multitasking.