You know the scenario. You've gotten the kids dressed and fed. You've fished the shoe out from behind the refrigerator and the sippie cup from under the couch. There was diaper blowout, about 40 million spills and one tantrum to deal with. And now you have three minutes to get ready. (Thank heavens for leggings and long tops!)
Here is my "oh crap we're late" hair and makeup routine.