This morning, we were out the door for our 3 miler (30:57 -- about 20 seconds faster than yesterday) by 7:45, but it was no small feat considering that by 7:15, Norah was already in her 2nd outfit of the day.
See, just after breakfast, I got her dressed and I was cleaning up a few things in the kitchen when I heard a crash in the dining room and discovered that Norah had managed to pull a few dishes -- including a half full cup of coffee -- off the table and onto the floor! Thankfully, because it takes me forever to finish a cup of coffee with all the distractions, the coffee was only lukewarm, so she wasn't scalded and most of it missed her anyway and went all over the floor.
It scared the poop out of Scooter though. He was looking at me like, "Why Mom, why?"
As I'm mopping up that mess, I hear the distinct clang of Scooter's dishes behind me in the kitchen -- ah, hell, a rookie mistake forgetting Scooter's dishes on the floor! I turn around, and Norah is sitting in a lake of Scooter's drinking water. Laughing.
Good thing she's cute because she had worn me out before I even went out for that run!