I don't hate many things. I hate mean kids, but not really, I just hate that they're mean. I hate milk. My dad tried to make me sit at the table until I drank all of the milk at the bottom of my cereal bowl one time. He gave up after a few hours. I HATE to be late. Oh, I do HATE to be late. There is something about the anxiety of knowing that you are supposed to be somewhere but you are somewhere else. Something about having people wait for you.On Monday I was late. Not only was I late, but I FORGOT TO PICK UP MY KIDS FROM SCHOOL!
I sat at the computer at 3:20 thinking, "Where is that Susan? She should be here with the kids by now."
Then I heard Sheila on my machine, "Hello Miss Monica (I wonder why she calls me that?), I have your cute kids here in the office if you want to come and pick them up today." It was MY turn to pick up!
The office ladies thought it was hilarious. They know how I am. I am NOT the "forget your kids at school" type. Well, I used to not be anyway. Kayla (the little girl we carpool with) thought it was funny, Preston couldn't have cared less, and Cody was totally offended. They all sat there in a nice row in front of Sheila waiting for me with big, droopy eyes. Yes, they sat waiting for their pitiful mother running in frantically , barefoot, baby on hip with nothing but a
t-shirt and diaper on. How much more Jerry Springer can you get? Seriously??
I had to sign the "Late Parent" folder. Yes, there is such a thing. I wonder what happens now that my name is in that folder? Will I have bad luck? Will lightning strike my house?
So this is how my week has been. Time to regroup.
11 comments:
No lightening...you just joined the normal "scatter-brained mom's club" for a brief moment is all. There is such a club, btw, and I happen to be president so don't feel to bad about yourself. We all do things like that, some of us just more frequently than others! Besides, if people like you didn't occasionally join "our" ranks, how would we ever be able to laugh with each other at ourselves?
Love ya cutie!
PS...I deleted my last post only because I really need spell check!
I once forgot my kids for an entire HOUR! Ms. Sheila called and asked me if I knew it was half day. I said, "Yes, I'm supposed to pick them up at 12:50". At that exact moment, I looked at the clock and realized it was 1:50! The office staff didn't laugh quite so much at me that time.
Ha Ha!! that is so funny.
Last year I forgot Avery at her school in Flagstaff. It was on a Wednesday and forgot the early release thing, Ya, and it was snowing. :( She was a sad girl that day.
I'm glad you joined the "scatter-brained mom's club" as Rachelle put it. I've only forgotten my kids twice this year. Always on a Wednesday.
I forgot my oldest Blake once. He was in the first grade and they had an early release day and I just totally forgot! I had no big excuses I just forgot. The first thing Blake said when he saw me was "Mom, you said you loved me. Mom's that forget their kids must not love their kids too much." I was devasted! I went through this huge explanation of how and why I forgot him and explained I really didn't forget HIM I forgot that the school was getting out early. Then he just started laughing! He said, "Oh Mom I'm just a teasing you. You silly Mom. I know you love me. Who couldn't love this face?" That my friend is my Blake's personality. Quite the character to say the least!
Anyway, all Mom's are bound to forget their kiddos once in a great while. Were only human for heavens sakes!
I forgot my one year old in the parking lot at church and while we were all sitting nice and cozy on our bench some lady, really irritated, brought her to me and said "is this your baby?"... that was a mother of the year moment! and i make my kids walk home from school now, so no forgetting, otherwise it would be often, i'm sure! :)
It's good to see that you aren't perfect! And I mean that in the best way. :)
BTW, I once forgot to go pick up Ethan's little pre-school car pool. The school also happens to be my bishops house and with my calling I get a lot of calls from the bishop. I was changing a dirty diaper and thought, "I'll call them back later." Only to realize a few minutes later it was the school calling and I had forgotten 3 kids!
Monica, I think I remember the milk thing with your dad!!! Weird.
That is hilarious! You are human. I detest being late too. But, you get one minute per child to be late. That gives me five minutes, right?
Monica: You are definately human. I have not forgot Seneca.....yet, but I am always sitting at work thinking (is it my turn to pick up Seneca)? I am always very fearful of doing that. My husband on the other hand, HAS forgot her and it was so funny.....especially for him to see what I go through on a day to day basis with work, kids, home, etc. Since then, I think he respects me more and doesn't "knock me" when I DO forget something.
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