Mark officially thinks I am crazy. Last year I had a schedule. So I wouldn't be late dropping Oren off at school. I knew when to head to the bus so I wouldn't be late for Nathan. I knew what days a crockpot dinner would be a good idea because the evening would be busy.
So of course I did it again this year! But this time, I showed it to him. The top row is the days of the week. The first column is in hours, ie. 7:00, 8:00, 9:00, etc. So each day has a space to write what happens during that hour. Morning has to be pretty specific: Wake boys at 7:15, breakfast by 7:30. Shoes on at 8:05, 8:10 we are out the door. I have to, or we won't be there on time, or it will chaotic and I will get stressed and start yelling. Not fun for anyone first thing in the morning. This year I had to leave enough time to pack Oren a lunch if I need to.
There is a general time for lunch. A time for me to remember to start dinner. A time for Pj's, picking up toys, stories, song and prayer. So they can be in bed for a full night's sleep.
Mark is more the easy-going type. Schedule? What's a schedule? He thinks I am crazy.
I think it would crazy not to.