Oh dear.
Youngest child, whilst preparing his breakfast manages to drop his treasured cereal bowl, smashing it into tiny pieces all over the kitchen floor - then proceeds to burst into tears.
I go over to console / cuddle him, whilst doing this oldest boy is in the process of leaving to catch his school bus, he hoists his bag up on to his shoulder, knocking over a 1L carton of apple juice in the process, all over the kitchen worktop, then on to the kitchen floor (although some of it falls in to my shoes cunningly placed there, sigh) so there I am, consoling one boy about a smashed bowl and cereal on kitchen floor, whilst looking on at 1L of apple juice now spilling onto the worktop / floor.
Oldest boy was oblivious to the catastrophe and has now left leaving me wondering which mess to clean up first when my dear lady bedridden wife then decides that she needs her medication brought up to her in bed and starts shouting for me to bring it up to her.
And so the day begins.........
Never mind, at least I have my health, some sanity, and a sense of humour left in tact.
Hope you guys day got off to a better start than mine