Scary Good

It scares me that my children's bad behavior doesn't tend to shock me, but when they behave like little angels I am bewildered and flustered. This morning Chris had to leave for work at the crack of dawn - leaving me in my frazzled single working mom routine trying to get all of us up and out for the day without anyone fighting or screaming or crying. Good luck, right?!

Strangely enough, the morning was smooth. The boys ate breakfast without complaint. They played nicely so I could get dressed in my five minutes or less and ready for the day look. Aidan helped Griffin put his shoes on for school. Brennan got everyone's backpacks lined up at the door. Griffin shared sweetness with boy his brothers, going in for multiple hugs and giggles. They all marched to the car and got settled right in their seats when it was time to leave.

Not a a fight or a fit in sight all morning.

It was all too good to be true. They were all too good to be true.

It even got better. In the car on the way to drop off the boys at school, I gasped out loud when I realized I forgot to throw Aidan's lunch and water bottle in his backpack. At my gasp, Aidan chuckled and said, "Don't worry Mom. I grabbed my water bottle and lunch from the fridge and packed them in my backpack. I have them right here." Alrighty then. My five year old is keeping me organized.

I will hold the memory of this morning close to my heart next time we battle over who has more marshmallows in their lucky charms or who gets to brush their teeth first. My children were scarily good and kind and helpful. It almost makes me fear what they are concocting up for me next.