Forever Mismatched and Tardy

Since Emerson's birth, I have found it especially challenging getting places on time.  It seems like such a huge production just to get everyone in clothes (forget even matching...my expectations have taken a nosedive!) and shoes and in the car.  As if the "real people" weren't enough, Jul's entourage has expanded to a baby whom she insists needs buckled into the car and a dog.  Arph!