Morning Drama

Why, why, why must we have all the morning drama?  EVERY day!  Is it a girl thing?  Some mornings I just want to leave and head to work while she's whining & carrying on about some tiny little thing.  It could range from the outfit that SHE picked out the night before has somehow changed and she doesn't want to wear it, to Amos (our boxer) looked at her funny (licked her shoe, drooled on her chair, tried to eat her breakfast, you name it), to me having to pat her down to make sure she's not trying to sneak some odd item to school.  It wears me out.  No wonder I'm always tired!