I know I'm not the only person who rushes out of the house every morning, with only minutes to spare. Every dang day... Where's your backpack? Put on your coat! Did you really brush your teeth? Get your shoes on! Drives me bonkers.
Today, as we are scrambling to get everything together, I decided that I was over it. Over doing everything for my five year-old child. She couldn't find a pair of matching shoes and starting blaming it on me. Oh, no, you didn't. I mean, if you are capable of navigating your way around my iPhone, you can surely find your left red boot.
So, I quit.