getting out the door
We find ourselves leaving the house on a schedule three mornings a week now, and it isn't always easy! Church on Sunday, and school at friends' houses Wednesday and Friday (it's here on Mondays, thank goodness). This past Friday was a particular challenge, since in addition to all the regular stuff—school supplies, lunches, water, shoes, masks...—we also had to bring bikes for an after-school pump track get together. I don't remember what morning outings were like when the kids were little—that was before coronavirus and I can't remember anything from that long ago time—but it's hard enough now to get everyone focused and ready and out the door in a reasonable time.
Of course, I shouldn't complain too much; it's not like the whole morning is stressful. In fact, the problem Friday was that we had a delightful relaxing and companionable morning, and it wasn't until we were finishing up breakfast at 8:00 or so that I realized that we really needed to be on the road by 8:30 and the chaos started. For the record, we got where we were going only a minute or two late, but the was definitely some stress involved.
Then on Saturday Zion's friend rang the doorbell at 8:00 on the dot and Zion and Elijah were out to join him in under 30 seconds. Intrinsic vs extrinsic motivation?