Avoid the uh-oh mornings!

I really need to find a ritual to undo the "uh-oh morning."  This morning I was greeted with an uh-oh (again.)  It wasn’t as bad as last time, but it wasn’t good.

Caleb’s uh-oh was that his pajama legs had come down so far, he was tripping on them.  (Easy for Mom to fix.)

My uh-oh was the entire coffee pot coming off its mountings and spilling 10 cups of water and coffee everywhere.