Every morning before I get out of bed, I tell myself I will not fuss. Then off in the distance I hear my fellas arguing about the bathroom no one is in or complaining about the food they get to eat for breakfast. (C'mon mommas, you feel my pain.) Ugh! On top of that, one of them is usually moving SLOWLY. Yes, I will not fuss I tell myself over and over UNTIL. I have an until, do you? That moment you are good until the milk spills on the floor when you need to leave the house the car won’t star[...]