Most mornings with the boys go smoothly.
Then there are mornings like yesterday, when I was so unhinged by the time we needed to leave to get Lucas to school that it was only when I was nearly to the car that I realized I was so cold because I was only wearing my t-shirt and capris. No sweater. Also no shoes.
In my defense, I had just spent about five minutes trying to get Maxwell into his shoes.
And I thought, “Lucas can’t be late to school.” So I just went ahead and got in the car, and we all buckled up and left. I may have forgotten my shoes, but I had my coffee, Lucas wasn’t late, and Maxwell was blessedly quiet for almost an entire half hour while we drove and listened to music.
Some days, that half hour of music in the car with Maxwell is exactly what I need to carry on with the rest of the day.