- Announce it's time to get out of the house
- Begin watching 1-4 children of varying ages head to the doorway over a fifteen minute period
- Start collecting items that need to go into some sort of a carrying device
- Check in on children as they dig around through shoes and toys
- Start disappearing into closet in order to find shoes (once in Alaska, dig around for quadruple pairs of gloves, hats, snow outfits, jackets, etc.)
- Finally get children into car. Grab bag. Throw in granola bars (at kids, if bag has already made it into car).
- Turn car back around one or two times after leaving to return home and retrieve forgotten items prior to ever making it out of town
- Etc.
It struck me that my hubby never had the same kind of stress I did when leaving the house when the kids were younger. He would do such revolutionary preparations such as:
- Line up shoes
- Check the backpack and keep it simply packed so that such checking does not resemble the eruption of a small, household volcano each and every time (smile)
- Put things away in the same place, and remind kids to do so, so that he and they can find it the next time
- Pack a snack bag, one that even (get this) includes a travel trashbag
- Repeat the same system; tweak when necessary
- Etc.
Since then, the children have all grown older and more self-sufficient and another baby has joined the family. My efficiency feels once more in disarray in many ways but I am reminded of my husband's natural proclivities and wanted to reaffirm them once again.
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