The other morning it took me a solid few minutes to get socks onto my two-year-old. Not because socks are particularly complicated… but because he had other ideas. Eventually they were on, so I left the room for a minute to grab his jumper, already mentally calculating how much time we had left before we…
You know those mornings when you’ve already tried everything? You’ve offered choices. You’ve given warnings. You’ve laid the clothes out the night before. You’ve explained why you need to leave. You’ve even done that thing where you try to sound impossibly cheerful while holding a pair of trousers and wondering how it’s only 7:15am. And…
One of the hardest parts of the morning for me wasn’t actually getting my toddlers dressed. It was feeling like I was constantly interrupting them. They’d finally be happily playing together. The dinosaurs would be putting on a show. The little people would be lining up with their money for popcorn. They were completely immersed…
