This afternoon Joey asked if we could go play outside and I agreed. The weather is in the mid forties, but it feels like summer compared to how it has been. Said impromptu play outside caused me a bit of "bad momminess." (I know it's not a word, you just need to understand that the end result was me feeling like a horrible mother)
Joey and Clarissa go to the same school, have the same teacher, get dropped off at the same time, but go on different days and get picked up at different times. I picked up Clarissa twenty minutes late and didn't realize until I parked in the usual spot I pick up Joey. He asked why we were parked there and suddenly I panicked. I peeled out of the spot and saw Clarissa with her teacher waiting by the school door. I felt like The. Worst. Mother. EVER. The teacher waved me off, laughing at my mistake . . . but I felt horrible. I still feel horrible. I called Keith crying afterward and have already emailed the teacher apologizing, again.
Anyway, back to spring and the beautiful weather, Joey and Clarissa after school decided they both wanted to take advantage of the weather and play some more.
Have I mentioned I feel like a horrible mother?
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