Getting to School
posted in Frenzied Daddy |Last Thursday and Friday, Ms B got to see my morning ritual. Wake up Miss K, try to put clothes on me while she screams at me and tries to stop me. It’d be funny if it wasn’t so tiring. This is why when there’s someone else home I try to get them to get K ready for school. I think she and I are sort of locked into the same story every morning. She’s trained to throw an unholy fit, I try to keep my balance and eventually just start yelling, as I’m trained to do.
Ms B’s response was “Wow. Miss B didn’t do that…” Uh, yes, honey, she did. Kindergarten for both the girls was a horrible “get out of bed” time. And isn’t really a whole lot better when Miss B’s in 7th grade. It’s why I started the rule of “If you want to be on the computer before school, you need to be dressed, washed, and ready to go.” I don’t know what I’ve done to make it so bad, but I hate getting them out of bed.
What I have done is offer to take them to school in their pyjamas. (“offer” isn’t a strong enough word… threaten.. is more like it.) I got as far as getting B buckled into the car one morning before she finally decided that I was serious.
I know that at least part of my problem is that I wake them up suddenly, then they get thrown into clothes and rushed out of the house without so much as a good morning. So that’s my goal at least this week; to give miss K some “wake up” time. Ms B sometimes wonders why I like it so much when they go to bed “early.” — I think that they don’t get enough sleep, which leads to this too.
On the plus side, I only have a few more years of dragging them kicking and screaming out of bed. We should make the most of it.
