Fantasy VS Reality

Farmboy once told me I have a fantasy life in the mornings, I hate to admit it but before Lil Hoff I really did. So I had a crazy stressed out morning this morning and I thought I would compare my once "fantasy" mornings to now my reality mornings. (Farmboy still thinks I have a fantasy life)

Fantasy: Wake up with birds chirping, refreshed, with the smell of fresh flowers in the air at a time of convenience
Reality: Wake up with Farmboy's alarm of 5:40 to wake him up and kick him out of bed to hopefully get 15 more minutes of sleep to only be woke up by my alarm to jump into manic mode to hopefully get ready before Lil Hoff wakes up.

Fantasy: Watching the Today Show with a cup of coffee and a Fluff Fluff in my lap.
Reality: Catching 15 minutes of whatever news is on before it switches to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse to record and forgetting I have coffee so I have to reheat it two or maybe three times.

Fantasy: Actually Eating Breakfast
Reality: Granola bar in the car

Fantasy: Getting dressed sometimes in several outfits until I found THE perfect outfit.
Reality: Keeping Lil Hoff from destroying my room while putting on a outfit that I might or might not look at myself before heading out the door.

Fantasy: Starting supper so I don't have to have so much to do
Reality: Texting Farmboy once I get to work to lay out some sort of meat product out because I forgot to do it that morning.

Fantasy: Getting in my vehicle and leaving
Reality: Chasing Lil Hoff around the vehicle before he puts cat food/dirt/oil etc in his mouth and put him in the vehicle kicking and screaming.

Fantasy: Buckling my seat belt and putting on sunglasses
Reality: Buckling Lil Hoff in with him still kicking and screaming with a banana to eat, feed the cat, return to vehicle with Lil Hoff yelling MAMA, MAMA, MAMA with his empty food dish. (translation, Get me more food woman!) So run back into the house to grab some fruit loops.

Fantasy: Plugging my IPhone in and listening to my music and having quiet time to ponder on the great things in life.
Reality: Pulling over TWICE to wipe a snotty nose because he has tried to wipe it himself and now has fore said snot on his fingers yelling MAMA, MAMA, MAMA (translation - get this off me woman)!

Fantasy: Pulling into work at 9:15, and still needing time to get ready for work, I.E. Facebook, email, etc
Reality: Pulling into work at 9:15 and still needing time to get ready for the day, I.E. Facebook, email, etc. But now I am out of breath and drops of perspiration is on my forehead.

What I would not change, is having this lil guy talking and laughing in the back seat and the time we spend cuddling in the morning while he is still waking up and I am using that time to give him some lovin'. With him screaming MaMilk, MaMilk, MaMilk. (translation - Give me my milk woman!)