My alarm didn't go off this morning. When I rolled over and looked at the alarm clock it said 7:37. My plan this week was to wake up around 6am, take a shower and be dressed by 6:30am, get the kids up and around and dressed and leave the house by 7am.

We're late.

My first thought was, "Gotta go wake the kids up." I ran out to the living room and ... there they were. Mason was playing his Nintendo DS while Morgan was wearing her ballerina tutu and watching television.

"How come nobody woke me up?" I asked. "I dunno," they said. I should jot today's date down. This is the first time in ... well, since my kids have been alive, that they haven't immediately come into my bedroom and woke everybody up. Little buggers.

We left the house at 7:55am. That means in 18 minutes, I:

- Fixed my hair, slapped on some deodorant.

- Got dressed.

- Got two kids dressed.

- Wet and combed Morgan's hair.

- Wet and re-fixed Mason's hair.

- Came up with an excuse as to why the Tooth Fairy left quarters instead of dollar bills last night.*

- Finished packing Mason's lunch.

- Scraped ice off a windshield.

*Mason lost a tooth last night. By all accounts, it appears he accidentally swallowed it. We left what appeared to be a small piece of the tooth in the official Tooth Fairy Bag © under Mason's pillow. Unfortunately the Tooth Fairy did not have any one-dollar bills and instead left eight quarters, which Mason seemed okay with.

In completely unrelated news, earlier this week I watched Bam Margera's latest disaster, Bam Margera Presents: Where the !@#$ is Santa (link to my review). It was so bad that I won't waste your time here with a review. If you really want to read about how bad it was, click the above link to find out.