09-09-09 #11

Today should have been a calm day. Instead, it was fraught with panic and turmoil.

It didn’t even begin like any other day; it was slow and hectic right at the start.  The 4-year-old wanted different clothes, the 11-year-old didn’t want to wake up, and the 13-year-old was just not moving.

There were three stomachs in varying stages of unrest.  Taj was just getting his appetite back and kept trying to eat things he shouldn’t and the others were nauseous and didn’t want to eat at all.

Being the Mom, it’s my job to make sure that everyone gets off to school having eaten what they should.  Already, 09-09-09 is getting the best of me.

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