Mornings are not my favorite. They start with my “alarm” going off, which is still currently sleeping in the crib beside my bed, and they usually end with us all running across the field because, as usual, we are running late for school. With three kids to get moving, get dressed, and get fed and a shower for me that is non-negotiable, there are approximately a million things that can ruin our mornings. Not to mention this type of nonsense which may look adorable, but when you're trying to get everyone to do what they need to do and all they want to do is snuggle and not get ready? Not so cute.
I’ve begun the process of simplifying our routine, by laying out outfits the night before and having lunches and breakfasts ready to go, but there was still one thing that was bound to bring about tears each morning: the hair styling.
There are a lot of things I like to encourage my kids to do for themselves, which is why the older two have been in charge of dressing, brushing teeth, and getting themselves breakfasts for years now. But for some reason, the hair problem was our weakness. And, it was a big weakness.