I woke up and looked around. "Hmm what a great sleep, I wonder what time it is?" Ever had one of those panic attacks from hell? You know the ones where you go from sedate to "Oh my fucking God I'm going to die!" in under 10 seconds? Well that's how it went this morning when I realized that I forgot to set the alarm clock! The bus would be here in about 2 minutes to pick up the kids for school.

I jumped up and turned into the Tasmanian Devil. I ran over to them. They were sleeping all cozy and snug in their beds. "Awww how cute and quiet they ar....hey wait a minute! GET THE HELL UP NOW!!!" panting "Bus ... will ... be ... here ... in ... like ... 2 minutes!" Oh how the house exploded! Blankets were flying everywhere. Toothpaste was used, clothes were thrown on and hair was brushed. Backpacks were thrown on and snow and ice was run on in that haphazard sort of way where you know there's the chance of busting your ass.

From sleep to bus stop in under 5 minutes. The bus pulled up just as they got to it. They walked on and dad tried to regain his breath. Normally they have 45 minutes to get ready ... and are still almost late some days. So where is their mother. Well hold on a second, let me go look.

*really getting up to look, brb*

*back*

Oh yes, there is the slight sound of snoring going on in there. All peaceful and resting. Lucky bitch! How did I go from international playboy to Mr. Mom running the kids off to school? Damn you Dr. No!