Raising teenage boys makes for many an interesting school morning. Today the sun was out, I had a good night sleep and was ready to go after my cup of coffee. Ah, insert tired, slow moving 15 1/2 year old. Bagel out and ready for consumption and there it sat for rest of morning. I have learned slowly to pick my nag times and let me tell you, the morning rush is NOT it. Instead of commenting about the uneaten food, I calmly offered a ride to the bus and took a deep breath reminding myself that yes is might be a wacky Wednesday in our house, but it is also wonderful because we made it halfway through the week and now I get to have the peanut butter bagel for breakfast!