I am wondering why we bought a house, considering we are rarely home. I spend most of my days in the car shuttling children to & from places (and I've only got 2 that need to be places). Poor Mitchell has spent most of his life stuck in his car seat.
Here's yesterday's activities.
9:00am Sarah is picked up for school
9:20 load Mitchell into his car seat & lug him to the car, wrestle Emma into her seat, & tell Mason to hurry up or he'll be late for preschool
9:32 get Mason to preschool
9:40 get to a store for one last gift, hopefully. Haul Mitchell & Emma in
10:04 toss Mitchell back into the car, wrestle Emma into her seat
10:15 get home
11:35 back in the car to pick up Mason. Mitchell has a bottle held by Mason on the way home from preschool
12:00 home
12:42 back in the car to go to a primary meeting
12:50 decide the church is too smelly to hold our meeting (fresh varnish on the doors) so back into the car to the primary president's house
2:00 into the car again from the meeting
2:02 home
3:25 into the car again to pick Sarah up from school (oh how I miss having a bus!)
3:43 home
4:30 into the car to go to dance lessons for Sarah
4:45-5:30 attempt to keep Mason, Emma, & Mitchell somewhat quite while watching Sarah's dance class/mini recital
5:32 into the car again
5:35 drive thru at KFC/pizza hut
5:50 home for the night, whew!
6:30 Sarah's piano teacher comes to our house (so awesome!!!! no driving for me)
Good thing I have a nice car!