I didn’t bring my kids to school this morning, I didn’t even make sure they brushed their teeth after breakfast. I didn’t even make them breakfast, they had cereal.
Mr. G loosely supervised the morning routine and our carpool brought them to school this morning while I brought Junior in for a little dental work. Since Junior is such a tiny dog they cannot clean his teeth without sedating him. If they apply pressure to his tiny little front teeth and he resists there is a great danger of the tooth simply breaking apart.
Junior isn’t really the best example of evolution. He’s a better example of inbreeding.
Nothing’s wrong with anyone really, but I feel off kilter. I need my routine and I need to get my kids off to school every morning in order to feel normal. I didn’t get that today.
Give yourself a break. You could’ve been doing Jello shots off a male prostitute’s six pack while snorting industrial cleaner.
It’s not just our kids who need routines. We all do to feel “normal” at times.