January 24, 2013 by The Domestic Goddess
Bug Boy had orchestra this morning. Normally, getting this kid out of the shower in under thirty minutes is an Olympic feat (Yes. Thirty. He cleans while he is in there and then gets lost reading shampoo bottles. I KNOW). This morning he had to leave nearly 20 minutes earlier than he does every other day of the week. I KNEW it would be a push and he’d run out the door with a half-eaten protein bar and forget half of his stuff. Per usual. But, like a good Mommy, I reminded him he had orchestra, told him to take his fastest shower ever and left the room.
Fifteen minutes later I didn’t hear the water running but there’s commotion in the bathroom. I went up to the bathroom to find him dressed, hair combed, and putting on his socks. He was clean. His hair was clean. He was fully dressed. THIS IS A MIRACLE, PEOPLE. And I asked him how in the heck he got ready so fast, after I picked my jaw up off the floor and reattached it.
Me: I’m shocked. You’re ready! WAY TO GO, DUDE! This makes my day start off pretty awesome-like.
Bug Boy: Well, I got ready last night!
Me: Yes, you mean getting your clothes out ahead of time?
Bug Boy: Not exactly. See, I put my underwear inside my pants so that when it was time to get dressed I could just put them on at the same time! It saved me TONS OF TIME this morning.
Me: Uhhhhh. Okaaaaay.
Bug Boy: Oh, and I remembered when I was in the shower that I have to finish (arbitrary assignment) for class this morning because it is due today.
There you have it folks. Motivation to get ready faster. And becoming much more responsible for himself, though I kinda wish he did the assignment, you know, last night? Not at 6:55 am when he has to leave in five minutes for orchestra? That.