Another one of those mornings!

This morning, I was awoken at 5am by my eight year old sneezing.  No big deal, I hear you cry.  Trust me when I tell you that when R sneezes it is a huge deal.  He has a sneeze that could knock down houses; both in the volume of them and with what flies out of his nose (sorry), so not only did he wake me up, he also woke his brother up.  They both came in for a snuggle with me, which meant an hour of them wriggling and me getting crosser by the minute and then when A woke up at six I gave up and went down for a cup of tea.

First 'funnee' of the morning was A; who is doing so fantastically well with her potty training that she even likes to empty the potty herself into the toilet, did a huge wee and then proceeded to trip over with the potty in her hands and .. well .. you can imagine the rest.

Then I am trying to get a tired and grumpy L in the shower with protests of "why do I always have to get washed, why can't I just be dirty!"  When he came out of the shower in a slightly better mood, I told him to sit in a rather stern voice so I could help him with his socks and when he did, I jokingly patted him on the head and said "good dog".  His reply was to tell me to "stop making him feel like another person" rather crossly.  I questioned this and he said that I do it all the time, making him feel like a dog or a cat or an elephant.  I asked him why and he shrugged his shoulders and said he didn't know, but I just did.

We finally get into the car and R asks me if he can have a pick axe for Christmas this year.  A pick axe?  I did of course ask him why and he told me that he wants to be able to chop things.  I may have looked a little concerned at this point as he assured me that he didn't plan to chop any people with it, just trees and things. Phew, that's a relief, I was beginning to worry there for a moment.

Do you have mornings like this or is it just me?