I woke up this morning to the children being awfully quiet, first red flag.

I heard banging next coming from the bathroom, next flag.

Opening the bathroom door two little boys were brushing their teeth , okay c’mon something’s really wrong now.

There was a faint smell of something familiar …..CHOCOLATE! I asked both of them who was eating chocolate at 7 in the morning and they both denied it vehemently. I did the breath smell test and both had culprit breath.

Both of them pointed chocolate covered fingers at each other , blaming the other.

The 6 year old pips up with ‘ but we found it in our beds’. Nice try, I stripped the beds to wash the sheets yesterday.

My stares can kill,  and make even the most hardened criminal crack. A moment later the truth spilled out about sneaking downstairs and raiding the M and Ms jar. Squealing like little piglets.

All of this on the morning we go to the dentist.

Breakfast was withheld , as in my opinion , they picked their fate by stealing and lying about it.

My morning was complete when the car battery was dead, the 2 year old had a tantrum in the driveway, and lost a shoe ,AND the husband was held over at the fire station , and I had to take all three littles to the dentist by myself.

All of this by 9am , and now I am headed to Costco.

At least there were no cavities. I’m doing something right.