This morning I was monitoring 2 children taking two different tests.
Preschooler was screaming, because someone took his chair.
Preschooler was screaming because he wanted help doing too-hard math facts.
Toddler was yelling "wee wee" and "woo woo",
running for the potty with her panties around her ankles.
Dishes from a makeshift breakfast were in the sink.
Laundry was going.
Time to put the pacifier back in the baby's mouth.
Took the stairs two at a time to plop the toddler on the potty.
She doesn't want to use the little one,
she insists on the Dora seat on the big toilet.
Big smile when she goes.
Marshmallows for all.
I suggested we take a break,
it is too chaotic.
Boys insist we keep going.
It is ok, Mom.
The noise, the chaos doesn't seem to be negatively affecting them or their answers,
so we continue.
Pacifier in the baby's mouth again.
Why is she fussy today?
"Mama, I am done"
"Mama, help me"
This is my life.