Tomorrow is the morning I will wake up 20 minutes earlier. Tomorrow is the day I will have the lunches ready to go and the homework actually IN their backpacks. Tomorrow is the day I will not wear pajama bottoms under my coat at drop-off. Yeah right. The most I can realistically hope for is that my kids eat more than a bird-sized portion of breakfast before I rush them to put their clothes on. Thankfully, Eggo waffles are now made with no artificial flavors. At least that’s one thing I can nail tomorrow.