I've faced million-dollar mergers, hostile boardrooms, and full-blown scandals. But none of that prepared me for the battlefield that is trying to get three four-year-olds dressed and out the door by 7:30 a.m.The moment the doctor walked into the room to check on Megan, I turned into the backup parent. How hard could it be, right? Wrong. So very, very wrong.First, I entered their room like I was walking into enemy territory. Lily was standing on her bed singing some song about jellyfish, Layla was in the closet talking to herself-and possibly a ghost-and Lacey had somehow managed to get toothpaste in her hair without even brushing her teeth yet."Alright," I clapped, trying to sound like I had authority. "Let's go, little humans. Time to get dressed."They looked at me like I just told them Santa wasn't real."I wanna wear my princess dress!" Layla said, pulling out a glittery blue monstrosity."You're going to school, not a royal ball.""I am a princess," she pouted and I rolled m
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