Those "Typical" Mornings

My morning today:

Mi-Mi! Time to get up!

[Eat breakfast. Fix bed. Comb hair. Get dressed. CJ takes shower. CJ gets dressed. Tim is all done and out of the house.]

Swing by Mi-Mi's room: MI-MI! It's time to get up!!

I see her smiling in her bed. She's lounging.

[Another 15 minutes go by...]

MI-MI. You need to get up.

[Another 10 or so minutes later]

< tears and crying >MOMMY! CJ pulled the covers off of me!!!!!

You need to get up.

waaaaa! but she pulled the covers off of me and I'm cold!

Well, I would have done the same thing.

[next scene]

I select a pair of pants and tell Mi-Mi: you should wear these. It's going to be cold today.

She says: i want to wear a skirt and a shirt.

I put the pants back and tell her okay.

She says "No! Jeans!" and darts for the dirty clothes pile.

She wore the jeans yesterday, which I normally could care less, but she's making it a habit to rummage through the dirty clothes to get the same jeans to wear. So I decide to make it a point and tell her "not the dirty jeans".

Tears. I DON'T WANT TO WEAR PANTS! I DON'T WANT TO WEAR PANTS! WAAAAAAAAA!

This goes on for about 10 minutes. I finally tell her: you do not have to wear pants. You can wear your skirt and shirt. Just please pick something.

BUT I WILL GET COLD!!!

Put on some tights then. You have some in your dresser.

I finally see a spark of recognition through those tears...tights...I remember those!

And CUT! We have a fully dressed five year old who will figure out a way to make Scene 3...the day has just begun.