Most mornings are really smooth. This one wasn’t. It was raining. All three kids were cranky and crying. I felt like I was forgetting something, and I wasn’t feeling well. Not good. The worst part was my patience plummeted, and I know I was cranky, too.
We did make it out of the house, all of us, and only eight minutes late. And everyone was dropped off happy or sleeping. All in all, the morning really wasn’t too bad. And I didn’t forget anything.
Still. I spent my entire walk to campus thinking about our rushed and tearful time together before we headed off to daycare centers and school and wishing I could have a mulligan.
I’ll do better tomorrow.