Monday Morning Mommy

Traci goes to work earlier on Mondays now. That means I drop the kids off at Grandma's on my way to work. It's a lot harder than I would have guessed.

Last week, Traci asked, "What happened here after I left this morning?"

"Nothing. Why?"

"Well, the heat was up, all of the lights were on, an so were both of the TVs."

Hmmm.

Today. I got to Grandma's without Paige's backpack, her favorite toy, or apparently having combed her hair. And, my mother was quick to point out, my shirt was not only wrinkled, but "embarrassing."

Once I ditched the kids, I was free to roll into work in our sweet minivan, so it was all worth it. I put the swagger in swagger wagon.