. . . they might as well fight over who gets to make my coffee.
Seriously, that’s the latest issue around here, who of the Middles (Leah 10, Andres 8 and Eden 7) gets to make Mommy’s coffee.
Have I ever had it so good?
I decided to just give the prize to whoever is ready for breakfast first (dressed, bed made, hair brushed, etc.). I’ve never seen them move so fast.
And then they fight over who gets to bring me my first cup.