At the end of each day, we do our absolute best to make sure everything is cleaned up. All the toys put away in the play room, all the dinner dishes in the dishwasher, laundry folded and put on the landing up stairs ready to be put away.
At least 3 times a week we need to be out of the house at least by 9:00-9:30am. Now I am not a morning person so usually we are all up at 8am and the first thing I do is get a cup of coffee and do breakfast for the kids. Showering in the morning before we go is a luxury simply because I usually just don’t have time. By the time we actually manage to get out the door my house looks like a bomb has gone off.
Getting out the door with my 5 year old is pretty easy.
“Luke, do you have your shoes on?”
“Luke, make sure you have your coat/backpack/glasses/etc. and go get in the car and get buckled.”
Now, getting out the door with a toddler is a whole other mess of fun.
“Emma, where are the socks I just had?”
“Emma, where are the shoes I just had?”
“Emma, stop laughing at me and come sit down so I can put your socks on.”
“Emma, we still have to put your shoes on…where are you going?”
“Emma, go put all those wipes back in the wipe container.”
“Emma, stop hitting the dogs.”
“Emma, where did you put my car keys?”
“Emma, what happened to all the folded clothes that were here?”
….”Oh, there they are. Scattered all over the landing.”
“Emma, how did you get into that cupboard?!”
“Emma, why are you taking your shoes off?”
“Emma, let’s go to the car.”
“Oh great, you have a dirty diaper.”
It’s literally a miracle we leave the house some days. I’m so exhausted after it all I really just want to go back to bed. The funniest part of all of this is coming home. I walk in thinking our house has been burgled….and then I remember my morning trying to get out of the house and realize it’s just my toddler. I mean, have you ever stopped to see just how much is on Pinterest specifically for keeping toddlers busy?! There’s a reason for that. They are indeed
crazy busy and you should expect to lose your mind during the toddler years.
Oh and good luck trying to get out the door ON TIME anywhere with a toddler. Those who have them know this and won’t hold it against you! The funniest part is listening to my husband say “I don’t remember this with Luke, was he like this?” HA. Talk about selective memory.