Nov 10, 2016

Better Late Than Never...Right?

I like to be on time. I try to be on time. Growing up, my dad drilled it into my head that “if you are not 15 minutes early, then you are late.” That is how he grew up, only my grandma’s rule was “if you are not 45 minutes early, you are late.” So thanks to my ultra-punctual relatives, it drives me completely crazy when people show up to things late. I understand that there are always emergencies and situations that are unavoidable and just can’t be helped, such as a car issues, traffic, weather, etc. Those are all very good and acceptable reasons to show up late to something. Well…my tune changed very quickly once I had kids. Now, I can’t seem to be on time for anything. Ever. Not work, parties, church, or even getting the kids to school sometimes! There are always emergencies that arise just as we are about to head out the door.

By emergencies I mean:

The kid’s socks aren’t “working” – I’m not even really sure what this actually means, but it is definitely a reoccurring problem at our house, usually two seconds before we are about to leave. Those darn socks just stop working.

Someone has to poop (Or be changed). This is science. It WILL happen every time. I don’t quite understand what it is about the thought of leaving the house that makes them want to poop. But no matter what, it is a pooping emergency as soon as I say “get your shoes on”.

Dehydration– Just like clockwork, the very instant we need to get into the car to go somewhere, all three children are suddenly dying of thirst. Most of the time they like to wait until we are all buckled into the car and backing out of the driveway. That’s when the unquenchable thirst takes over.

Starvation - Much like dehydration, starvation sets in right when it is “go time”. Everybody is suddenly starving and needs to eat immediately. This is why my car looks the way it does. Crumbs and rotting food everywhere. If they were so hungry, you would think they would be more careful to get every last morsel into their mouths instead of all over the floor.

The toys – We can’t leave the house without finding the perfect stuffed animal or toy we haven’t played with in two years. Remember that stuffed dragon you won at the State Fair three years ago? We need that. Now…before we leave.


Family, friends, teachers, and co-workers I apologize. I am sorry that I probably won’t be on time for anything ever again. Or maybe at least not for quite a while. 
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19 comments:

  1. Oh yes, I've been there done! The toy one is a favourite in our house! Thanks for linking up to #AllSortsofBlogs

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  2. Ha ha, I totally agree with you. Hate being late but I always am since having kids for all of the above reasons. Glad my kids aren't the only ones with dysfunctional socks!
    #Momsterslink

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    1. Haha...damn socks. Thanks for dropping in.

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  3. Listen, if I make it to my destination with all of my passengers, alive, and on the same calendar day, we're doing good. LOL Love this post.

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  4. I feel the same way about punctuality. Having kids definitely changes things, but as time goes by, you'll start to teach them punctuality. Then, when you think they have it down, they become teens and it starts all over, lol.

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  5. This need to never be late makes me a screaming lunatic every time we leave the house...which is a lot...and I arrive to appointments panting, sweating and crying.
    Kids are fun...
    #eatsleepblogRT

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  6. haha love this, oh my gosh you are describing my existence! What is it with that one toy, why that toy? #eatsleepblogRT

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  7. Argh the well timed pre-leaving the house poop! The one always strikes just before school pick up, how do they do it?! #Eatsleepblogrt

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  8. Lolled at 'the socks stop working' ...I know this pain!!

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  9. I was just talking with my husband about this very subject the other day. I remember having playdates at my house when my children were younger and inevitably there was always one mom that was always about an hour late. It made it hard because of course I didn't want people at my house all day. Playdates are to last maybe a couple hours and then it would be nap time and me time. So I started telling her the time an hour earlier than everyone else so she would get there on time. She laughed about it when she figured it out but I really thought that an hour late was a bit excessive especially only having two kids. I had 3 in diapers with 3 different diaper bags and was never late. But like you, I was raised that if you weren't 15 minutes early then you were late. Thanks for linking up with #momsterslink :))

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    1. Seriously, I am never on time anymore. So frustrating! Thanks for stopping by!

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  10. Haha yes! With four children, and my youngest two, three and four, we are never on time for anything! My kids have a real thing about their socks feel funny, I have put them on and off up to ten times just to get them right! #kcacols

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    1. The socks! What is it about the socks? Thanks for stopping by.

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  11. somehow my kid has managed to train her bowels for the very minute that we are supposed to leave for school #KCACOLS

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    1. They do that, don't they. Ugh! Thanks for stopping by!

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  12. Lol I am so with you on the pooping! Every time I think we are actually going to leave on time one of them decides they need to go!


    Thank you for linking up to #KCACOLS and I hope to see you back again on Sunday x

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  13. The socks crack me up!!! 😂😂😂 I found your blog on #TrafficJamWeekend ❤️❤️❤️

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