Every morning this week (and others, historically) the children are PITA about getting selves ready for school.
We have tears and refusals to cooperate over every detail of the operation.
DD and DS1 just about got it together this morning but DS 2 totally uncooperative.
I am also trying to prepare for birth of DC4 in a matter of weeks, and canNOT be fart arsing around every morning like this.
So, the deal was "we are leaving at 8.35 in whatever state you are in DC!"
DS2 refused to eat breakfast, put on socks or shoes or gather stuff to come to get in car.
So, at the allotted time I asked him to bring his breakfast Brioche, quickly shove on shoes and socks and get in.
He refused outright so DC and I went and got in car. Still refusal from DS2 so we started engine, reversed off drive, waited...
DS2 comes to the door in a panic and shoves brioche into crying mouth and runs into the car barefoot (I have all his things on his seat).
I advise him to remove Brioche from mouth, attend to footwear and eat the Brioche on the walk from car to school gate. DS2 refuses and as I park begins retching because he is trying to cry with a Brioche rammed in his mouth.
So, I get him out of the car, sit him on the grass where he spews out his food. I send other DC off to the gate and hand DS2 his shoes and socks to put on which he does.
Several families had the joy of witnessing my sobbing child barefoot on the grass with a soggy brioche next to him.
It looked bad, but was it?