Its only 8:35 am and already, its been "one of those days." You know its one of those mornings when you promise yourself that you won't raise your voice but then you realize that it is 7:21am and Ike has a stomach ache and he's refusing to leave the bathroom but he needs to be at the bus stop by 7:30, and his sisters are waiting, very impatiently I might add, with way too much "attitude" for my taste, and then for a moment you think, I'll just take him to school this morning, its only 5 min. away but, "Oh, shoot!" Hubby took your keys and his to work with him this morning, by accident of course and he won't be returning until lunch, so unless you plan to keep Ike home all day, you better rush him out of the bathroom, and oh, how he hates to be rushed, and SaySay is once again reminding me that she is "still hungry, though" even though she's had a bowl of cereal big enough to feed 2 children her size, and is Miss Ny popping her lips at me? Usually she is the one everyone is impatiently waiting on, but since she has a new outfit she wants to wear today, she was up 45 min. early without the help of anyone to drag her from the bed, and is the house spinning, round and round, full of noise, crying, whinning, little bare feet running across the hardwood floor, and LeLe jumping in joy from the sound of beads in her hair bumping and jumping creating a rhythmic... sphich, sphich, sphich, and who gave the twins balloons to pop at 7 in the ........! OK, EVERYONE STOP TALKING, CRYING, MOVING, JUMPING, RUNNING! NO MORE! ..........I think I will just go back to bed and restart this day.