But before I knew it the alarm is about to go off and I had to get S'ghetti girl moving. This is a process. While I am getting myself ready for a day of work I repeatedly go back into her bed room to make sure she is actually vertical. It's not always a friendly process even though I try to ease her into the morning, she doesn't always appreciate the welcome.
After the bus takes S'ghetti girl off to fifth grade, LBM and I are on our way to his pre-school/sitter and I am off to work. I rarely eat breakfast before work a bad habit from years of typically having killed my appetite by running in the morning, I grab coffee for a boost. It's one of those little indulgences that somehow makes the coffee taste a bit better than if I made it at home.
Today work was, well work until I stepped outside and saw this little critter. It was just the thing to distract from my tedious pile of work. I enjoyed a few moments outside watching the praying mantis and breathing in the fall day.
At 5 o'clock I was set free and headed to pick up the kids and attend to my next daily privilege, my evening run. With no Oldest son to help out this evening and a grouchy LBM, I hit the treadmill knowing I had a double digit run to put in. With the younger kids flitting around as I ran listening to a movie as the miles flowed by I knew that I might have found my second favorite part of my day. It wasn't exactly the run it's self but the ability to be watching the kids go about playing happily.
But then I realized, I didn't yet know what I was making for dinner?