Thank God it's Friday! It's been one hellova week for us in this toddler household. Neel's new preschool demands attendance at 8:30 am, which to us lazy folk is the crack of dawn. Wake up time therefore is 7 am, which to us is the middle of the night. Okay yes, we have been very reluctant enforcing early wake up with Neel but he is afterall still a baby. He has his whole life ahead of him waking up to the shrill ringing of an alarm at all ungodly hours of the day or night.
Once he is awake, Neel insists on brushing his teeth with his Dad. I really don't know why he just doesnt seem to trust my oral hygiene methods, but whatever works! The challenge then is to feed him. We try literally EVERYTHING to coax him to eat. The last fifteen minutes is left for grooming, bathing and what have you. Then is the dash to school in the car with me cooing about how fun school is going to be. Trust me, singing Old Mcdonald had a farm and mooing like a cow at red lights, while looking like you've been dragged through a hedge backwards, does raise a few eyebrows. But what the heck, Neel is happy and goes to school with a little skip in his step and that's all that matters.
We've been doing this for a week now and I feel like I need to scrape myself off the floor, quite literally! Help, how am I going to get through the next fourteen years of his school life?
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