I don't know how she does it!
Yes, she is pretty darn efficient. Looking at the list, I couldn’t help but wonder – How difficult could it really be?
I was just about to find out the answer to my question.
I am quite a hands-on father. But I confess, my morning duties with my son are largely restricted to packing his bag, combing his hair (which is one of the toughest things ever) and taking him downstairs to wait for the school mini van. Collectively that takes, say, fifteen minutes at most. Yet, I complain.
I complain because every time I put stuff in his bag, he deems it necessary to pull something else out. I complain because every time I lay the comb on his hair, he wiggles his body like jelly. I complain because when I take him downstairs, he is running around in circles and jumping up and down the steps instead of waiting quietly. And when I return from this fifteen-minute trip, which to me often feels like an hour, I often spend the next ten minutes complaining to my wife, that everything is so difficult and that I need a break.