And The Novelty Has Worn Off

Yesterday being the first day of school, the girls bounded out of bed, wiggled quickly into their clothes, scarfed breakfast, and completed the remainder of their morning tasks in record time and with great enthusiasm and amazing compliance.

Then came this morning.

Me: "Good Morning!"
Me: (5 minutes later)"Time to get up."
Me: (5 minutes later) "Girls, it's time to wake up!"
Me: (5 minutes after that) "Wakey, wakey-- time to get ready for school."
Me: (now opening the curtains, flipping on lights and removing covers) "We are going to be late, you need to get out of bed NOW."
Me: (a little angry, but still floating on the "they're going to be gone ALL DAY" high) "Please get out of bed so we don't miss the bus."

No response.

At this point I decide to abandon the verbal requests and simply drag the sleeping child from her bed, down the hall and place her in the shower. She is NOT happy about this and informs me all the while that I'm the "meanest Mommy EVER" and she "just doesn't understand why I'm being SO MEAN to her." I resist the temptation of telling her just exactly how mean I'm capable of being and ask her (in my nicest, calmest Mommy voice) to kindly lean her head back so I can wash her hair.

And I actually quit my job for this. . . . .