Mayhem-Taxi Anyone?

If you have more than one child and those children are involved in more than one activity then you can relate to the mayhem that is known to many as "Mom...I'm gonna be late" syndrome. 
Prior to that statement of course comes a plethora of questions that only you know the answer to.  Questions such as: " Mom, where are my cleats?", "Mom, where's my uniform?", "Mom, will you fix my hair?" "Mom, Mom, Mom".....
Three children, each involved in their own activities with their own schedules. It came to the point where I made the decision that each was allowed to go to school (wasn't that nice of me), and to select one extra-curricular activity per season in which to be involved.  Keep in mind, sports quite often practice twice a week unless there is a game so even this meant I was juggling multiple taxi details each day, every day seven days a week.
The trunk of my car was a statement to the life we led on the road.  It contained chairs and towels (used for drying off after rainy or muddy practices), extra water bottles, umbrellas (for rain or too much sun), and blankets to sit on if there were more people than chairs.
Just when I thought I couldn't take another scheduled activity, my children began, one after the other, to get their license to drive.  Before I knew it, my services were no longer needed.  At first, it was like a breath of fresh air.  But soon, it was like air being let out of a tire...a very slow leak that you don't notice at first until the tire has gone flat.
The craziness of the taxi cab days have now passed.  For those who are still experiencing them, take it from someone who has survived what seems to be the never ending road trips...they do end.  And when they do, the silence that befalls is deafening.  Enjoy the mayhem while it lasts, for the empty trunk of a car is a reminder of days gone by.