The day begins with too many people in a queen size bed.
Five different breakfasts, black coffee – extra hot, missing school notes, where are my socks?, irrational lunch order requests, where are my shoes?, spilt yoghurt, a broken bowl, has anyone seen the brush?, football flying through the lounge room, those missing shoes were left outside overnight and are now wet, can’t find a matching pair of socks, who took my phone?, yay — we have a pair, everyone in the car, did you brush your teeth? – no, everyone back out of the car, brush your teeth, cuddles, back in the car…
And our crazy Boo (wearing bed hair, old breakfast and her sister’s inside-out nightie) is always at the epicentre of another chaotic morning in the Baxter household. Organised would be boring, right?
