When you're on a Mommy roll - go with it. I'm just sayin.

After the whole cable gig, I must have been on a roll, or had a mental momentum of something crazy like CLARITY and all. Because we are back on school schedule over here. Mornings are just fine, until I look at the clock and see that everyone is awake, most of us are dressed, and no one has brushed their teeth or hair, and one of us can only find one shoe. And we should have left for school five minutes ago. Other than that, everything is right on schedule.

But yesterday, in all the rush, an idea - a glimmer of genius - just popped in my head. I grabbed my coffee, and my gym bag and got all of my stuff in the car. And then calmly with a big grin on my face, I grabbed the Clorox wipes, and a plastic bag and put them in the back seat.

Max and Lucy got their backpacks on and jumped in the car. I shut their door, happily told them to buckle up, and then as we were backing out of the driveway,
"Uh, Mom, what's this?"

"Oh, yeah! That's wipes. You two need to clean out the drink holders and the nasty whatever is in those compartments back there. You'll need to scrub until we get to school. Be sure to place the wipes in the bag when you are finished."

And with that, they took on the task. Every now and then I'd hear a moan of disgust. Which was the sound of sweet victory. Those two slobs have no one to blame for the 18 layers of brownish hardened scum in the back of the minivan but themselves, and they know it.

At the light, I glanced in the rear view mirror and was rewarded with the eye candy of my kids scrubbing diligently.

"Mom! I can't get it! It's too hard! And it's gross!"

"I KNOW, Isn't it!? Keep scrubbing!" I sang in my best June Cleaver voice.

I even strategically stalled to leave so that we'd get stuck in traffic - on purpose. It put us in a holding pattern while they scrubbed for an extra 8 minutes. I think I deserve some kind of mommy badge of honor for this one.

When they ran out of Clorox wipes, I pulled up to the school, kissed them goodbye and let them out. And that's when I heard,
"We shouldn't have drinks back there anymore."
"Yeah, that or gum. That's too hard to clean up!"

I am in love with myself. I want to hug me.

That's how I roll.
Song of the Day: Happy Working Song by Amy Adams from the movie Enchanted