This morning I got up, bathed, dressed, got the girls up, bathed and dressed, fed the open mouths directed my way and loaded up the car with bags and children. We had 30 minutes to be at the library for Toddler Hour. I walked to my side of the car and was met with a flat tire. So what did I do (besides get mad)? I put my carefully spirally curled hair back in a lackadaisical ponytail and changed that sucker. And the sweat poured. And it wasn't pretty. And it didn't make me smell any sweeter.
And I did it in less than 10 minutes.