My mornings are often like groundhog day with endless phrases on repeat that go something like this, "Get dressed, please.", "Did you brush your teeth?", "Please stop picking on your brother.", "What would you like for breakfast?" I'm sure all you moms of school age kids can relate and if you're like me a stressy clock watcher the mornings are even worse. I know no one really cares but it is nice to commiserate with you lovely folks out there. Knowing that I'm not the only one who feels like she's going to lose her shiz in the morning makes me feel better. It's almost up there with seeing my friends kids having little meltdowns, it makes me feel better just knowing that I'm not the only one. A little immature? Yes maybe but don't judge it gets me through those tough parenthood moments.