Punctuality

I have returned to my teens when I drove Claire and Doug to and from school! I don't think there has been a year of my life in which I did not babysit. Ok, I need to relearn how to be on time. I usually consider myself on time and I usually am. But driving two children under the age of seven to school and their accompanying activities each day is a true lesson in the definition and requirements of punctuality.

I need to add about 10 minutes to my usual travel time to allow for shoe tying, toy picking, seatbelt buckling, "why" questioning, not speeding, unbuckling, slow walking, and waiting at the destintination for the exact start to arrive. Not that I didn't know this, but knowing and the actual "make sure I leave the house by 8:10 so that we can be there by 8:30" is a renewed revelation.

I will not leave my kids with other people for nearly 12 hours a day when they are only awake for 16. I want to be there when they say things like swinging on a trapeze "looks like death" (Laura). Or ask, "can a boy can marry a boy?" (Paul). Answering with a partial truth, I explained that men and women marry so that they can have kids. Paul then asked, "And how do they do that?" I told him to ask his mom. :) Mitchel told Madison today "Don't tell her to turn! She knows where she's going!" when I turned right when she was expecting me to turn left. And in addition to knowing where I'm going, I'm going to get there on time. My own time - striving for Kairos, God's time.