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(mmrph)
"Daddy, the bus is here in ten minutes and I haven't had breakfast!" -Kevin
(jolt)
(leap)
(shamble, Frankenstein-like to kitchen, eyes mostly closed)
(patgreene has a rash from gardening and took a Benadryl last night, then didn't set her clock)

Make breakfast (frozen waffles, milk) while making a brown bag lunch at the same time as throwing on yesterday's work clothes.

Give Kevin 3 minutes to eat. We're 2 minutes over, 7:33am

Run (literally) out the door. Bus is already there, starts to roll away. Driver sees us and stops it. Whew.

Now, to get David's breakfast...