Good f**king morning to you too!
Every single morning starts the same. Both of my children wake up at about 6:45am and immediately start with the list of demands. Noah will begin with his need for a drink and cereal NOW NOW NOW. It begins before he even drags his butt out of the bed. I hear him start yelling "MOM, I WANT CEREALLLLL.....and a DRINKKKKK." That is my alarm clock, and I am sure his sisters too, every single morning. As I get his sister out of bed who is now repeating "BUBBA BUBBA BUBBA at deafening tones, Noah positions himself at the top of the stairs and demands to be carried because, as he says, "my legs hurt." I mean come on he is three, I am sure my back hurts more then his legs, but I carry him anyway because I am a glutton for punishment, and lets be honest, I kinda feel bad carrying his sister everywhere while he has to use his perfectly good legs. What is wrong with me? Anyways after pouring him cereal, getting him a drink, getting Bell a ...