My alarm didn’t go off this morning. When I rolled over and looked at the alarm clock it said 7:37. My plan this week was to wake up around 6am, take a shower and be dressed by 6:30am, get the kids up and around and dressed and leave the house by 7am.

We’re late.

My first thought was, “Gotta go wake the kids up.” I ran out to the living room and … there they were. Mason was playing his Nintendo DS while Morgan was wearing her ballerina tutu and watching television.

“How come nobody woke me up?” I asked. “I dunno,” they said. I should jot today’s date down. This is the first time in … well, since my kids have been alive, that they haven’t immediately come into my bedroom and woke everybody up. Little buggers.

We left the house at 7:55am. That means in 18 minutes, I:

– Fixed my hair, slapped on some deodorant.
– Got dressed.
– Got two kids dressed.
– Wet and combed Morgan’s hair.
– Wet and re-fixed Mason’s hair.
– Came up with an excuse as to why the Tooth Fairy left quarters instead of dollar bills last night.*
– Finished packing Mason’s lunch.
– Scraped ice off a windshield.

*Mason lost a tooth last night. By all accounts, it appears he accidentally swallowed it. We left what appeared to be a small piece of the tooth in the official Tooth Fairy Bag (c) under Mason’s pillow. Unfortunately the Tooth Fairy did not have any one-dollar bills and instead left eight quarters, which Mason seemed okay with.

In completely unrelated news, earlier this week I watched Bam Margera’s latest disaster, Bam Margera Presents: Where the !@#$ is Santa (link to my review). It was so bad that I won’t waste your time here with a review. If you really want to read about how bad it was, click the above link to find out.