School-time Samba

I think I finally understand why there are so many home schooled children in the State of Minnesota. It is simply that the parents don't want to do the School-time Samba. This involves bundling all your children into many layers of clothing. Then as soon as you have them all bundled, one will either have to go to the bathroom or will have pooped in their diaper. So you have to undress one of them and then redress. By the time the one is dressed again, the other one is sweating from being bundled in the warm house too long. Then YOU have to get bundled. WAIT!!! Older child forgot to pack something for show and tell! Listen to the decision making process of a three year old on what to bring and then dig through toy bin for the imperative purple pony doll and place in backpack. Then cart diaper bag, school backpack and two puffy marshmallow children to the car. One puffy marshmallow on hip while you wrestle with keys, door locks, garage doors. Place marshmallow kiddies into car seats. Adjust straps so there is enough room to get giant puffy arms and legs buckled in. Go around to other side of car and buckle other puffball in. THEN drive to school. Find a parking spot that is hopefully NOT a block away from the entrance. Exit car into 2 degree weather as your lungs turn to ice. THEN get BOTH puffballs out of car, WAIT - first put the gloves and hats back on that have been ripped off in car seat - extricate children from the many straps. Baby on hip, grab the school bag, help the other kid jump down from the car because she has suddenly decided she is too scared to climb down herself. Switch giant baby to other hip. Race to school entrance with school bag and giant baby bouncing while trying to stuff car keys in pocket and calling for 3 year old to "hurry up please! You can tap dance on the sidewalk LATER". Into classroom - unbundle the older one and kiss goodbye while hanging on to giant puffy baby with one arm. Back to car. Re-secure giant baby. Listen to his screams as he is fed up with the in-and-out of the car and the cold while wearing what could double as a flotation device. Arrive home.
Unbuckle.
Lug.
Lock. Unlock.
Unbundle.

Do it all again in a few hours upon pick up of the older child. I don't know how some of my friends that have twins and 3+ children do it! Sainthood for them!

You see why home schooling is so pervasive here, now? It saves so much time! :) Not that I could ever do that. The more peaceful hours between the unbundling processes are worth every button and snap. But ask me again if it is all worth it when we add the delight of a foot of snow to this scenario!