This morning, I rolled out of bed at a decent hour.  I scrambled into the shower and even prodded my husband enough to get him motivated to move quickly enough to NOT put us behind schedule.  I made up my mind to dress the girls BOTH in dresses.  With tights!!  I mind-wrestled with a very stubborn and suddenly EXTREMELY whiny (as opposed to just moderately whiny) almost-3-year old.  I physically wrestled with a 10 month old as I tried to get her to face outwards so I could put clothes on her (since her just wearing ME wouldn’t suffice).  Neither of my “opponents” were very happy.  We jumped hurdles, mainly clothes baskets and baby dolls and shoes.  I overcame the case of the missing eyeliner (thanks, Lorelei) and decided to draw it on with eyeshadow instead.  And, after all of it, we walked out the door in time to arrive at church in PERFECT time AND with mostly unwrinkled clothes.  YEAH!

It wasn’t until we were 3 miles away from church that we decided we wouldn’t be going – you know, when the van just DIED while we were driving.

Awesome.

(The good news is that ACCORDING TO GOOGLE, it should be a fairly inexpensive and easy fix.)

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