Waiting for the baby to wake up. It’s such a crime to have to pick up that deep sleeping baby just because you have to leave. Waiting til the last second. Til you know that if you wait another half hour all hell will break loose at Walmart. Not that you’re in a hurry to get there, Walmart smells to say the least. Subway+deli counter+vinegar hints around the cheese aisle=Barf! It’s much nicer to smell cinnamon raisen bagel and sit in the morning light. Watching Eden play with Optimus Prime and listen to Tessa breathe.