This morning, like every other school morning, Lyric could barely open her eyes. She always struggles to get up, as do the rest of us. One day, not too long ago, I actually came to work, but had to turn right around and go back home. Fisher was out and about but not close to home and she wasn't answering the phone. I raced in, and found her sleeping. I pounded on her bedroom door. She woke up. I said "School starts in 30 minutes, don't be late." and then left. She wasn't late.
Wait, maybe a little background is needed. Jazz gets on the bus at 7:25. I have to be to work by 8am. Fisher's days vary, but usually he's gone about the same time as me. Lyric doesn't start school until 8:50 and we live 2 blocks away from the school. So, typically, I make her get up before we all leave and she's on her own as far as getting dressed, eating, etc. Most days,a friend of hers comes over and they walk to school together.
Apparently today, no friend. So, Fisher calls me at 8:30 to see if I've talked with her. Nope. Haven't. So, I start calling the house over and over. After about 5 times, she answers the phone. She just got up. Yup, she's gonna be late because at this point, school starts in 10 mintues. She's good, not that good. She was actually out the door in 15, so she only ended up being about 10 minutes late. I was the good mom and called the school to let them know.
I don't think she'll do it again, but you never know. But now she will understand why I make her get out of bed before I leave.