I am not a morning person.
I never have been.
My mom laughs about my teenage grumpiness in the mornings.
(I'm glad she can laugh about this!)
But now, it's 2012 and I am 40 (!) years old....
I am still not a morning person.
So why oh why, did I make an orthodontist appointment for my son at 7am this morning?
Meaning, I had to take all 5 kids with me and leave the house at 6:45am.
I have no idea.
The stop at a donut shop afterwards almost made it worth it.
(The kids think it was definitely worth it.)