Early Mornings

This morning marked the second day in a row I had to be up and out of the house before 7 am. Yesterday seemed to go ok, until I got home and Justin informed me that Ryan's hair was never brushed. Today on the other hand, the morning started off with whining from her royal highness that her juice de jour was unavailable. We reached a compromise of milk approximately 2 minutes before my needed departure. It's funny I can negotiate a $5,000 sponsorship in less time than it take to negotiate a breakfast for a 4 year old. The evening ends in a similar fashion with a decapitated doll's head rolling around the bed.
The life of working parents really only pauses after the spawn falls asleep. Then we retreat to our laptops and find comfort in our respective outlets.