The shouty mama

Some mornings, everything goes wrong.

“Get your shoes on” the mama said, but no one was listening.

“Where’s your coat?” the mama asked, but no one was looking.

“Do you need a pack lunch today?” the mama said, but no one knew.

The kids, meanwhile, were smiling, laughing, and having fun together.
“Let’s pretend that I’m Harry Potter and you’re Hermione,” said one.
“I want to be Bellatrix,” said the other.
“MAMA I WANT YOGURT,” said the third.

“Are your shoes on?” The mama said, a little bit louder.
“I have mine on!” Said one.
“I can’t find mine,” said another.
“I WANT LITTLE BITES” said the third.

“You can’t be Bellatrix,” said one.
“I want to be Bellatrix and you can’t tell me I can’t be,” said another.
“I WANT BOUNCEY HOUSE TODAY” said the third.

“GET. YOUR. COAT. ON.” Enunciated the mama, a bit louder yet.
“I can’t find it! It might be in my bag,” said one.
“I’m wearing mine!” said another.
“NO COAT! NO! NO COAT!” said the third.

“We only have one lunchable. The other one needs a pack lunch. Who wants the pack lunch?” Asked the mama.
“I want the lunchable! I don’t like pack lunches.” said one.
“I want the lunchable, I hate pack lunches.” Said the other.
“I WANT LUNCHABLE” said the third.

“WHERE ARE YOUR SHOES?” Yelled the mama.
“I’m wearing them!” Said one.
“He’s not letting me be Bellatrix,” said another.
“YOGURT, MAMA” said the third.

“WE NEED TO BE IN THE CAR. WHERE IS YOUR COAT?” Yelled the mama.
“I can’t find it! It might be in my bag, but I can’t find my bag,” said one.
“I’m wearing mine!” said another.
“NO PUFFY COAT! NO PUFFY COAT!” said the third.

“YOUR BAG IS RIGHT THERE, I CAN SEE IT FROM HERE” yelled the mama.
“Oh yeah! I didn’t see it there.” Said one.

“YOU HAVE TO WEAR A COAT, IT’S BELOW FREEZING” yelled the mama.
“NO COAT, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO” said the third.

“ARE YOU STILL NOT WEARING SHOES?” The mama yelled.
“I am Voldemort, if you’re Bellatrix,” said one.
“You can’t be Voldemort! That’s not ok.” Said another.
“SHOES TIGHT, MAMA” said another.

“ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW? ARE ANY OF YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME? WE HAVE TO BE THERE NOW AND HALF OF YOU DON’T HAVE SHOES ON YOUR FEET? WHERE ARE YOU BOOKBAGS? WHAT IS EVEN GOING ON HERE? I’M LOSING MY MIND!” the mama had a meltdown.

“I am pretty sure my coat is in the car, so I’m ready to go, mom!” Said one.
“He can have the lunchable, and I’ll take the pack lunch. I’ll switch that in our bags myself,” said another.
“I WANT CEREAL MAMA” said the third.

“THANK YOU, I KNOW I’M YELLING A LOT, BUT I’M STRESSED. I’M SORry. Thanks for helping, I’m starting to feel better.” Said the mama.
“I’m a big help,” said one.
“I think you’re a great mom,” said another.
“WHERE’S MY CEREAL” said the third.

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