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So, as I mentioned on Wednesday~Mr. Mayer is gone for 11 days. It's the longest either one of us have been gone. Ever. I was a little nervous. However, Wednesday was an unbelievably good day. All 3 kids were in good moods. Things went smoothly. I found a little bitty park near Diva's dance class that the Dudes and I could play at while she was in class. It all went well. Then yesterday happened. Those good moods? Replaced by 3 crying, screaming, falling in the floor blobs. I mean. What the heck?! Can we go back to Wednesday? The Dudes and I did manage to go and get donuts yesterday morning before they went to their school. They thought that was a very big deal. We don't do things like that very often.

On top of the terrible no good moods Diva had gymnastics and an open house at school. I tried to get out of the open house. She was having none of it. She was pumped to show me her classes and teachers. Ugh. Do I have to?! Then it started raining. We need the rain, but I don't much like it when I have to get out in it. So, when Diva said in between temper tantrums that she didn't really feel like going to gymnastics I jumped for joy. Yes. I let her skip gymnastics. And I was happy about it. She wasn't letting me out of the open house though. Dang. I text KiKi to see if she was working. She was. So, I text my neighbors H and M. M was available. Yay!!! Now Diva has one less thing to cry about. I ordered pizza, got everyone fed, started the Dudes bath and Diva and I were off. The rest of the day went well. This morning I got everyone up. Diva was dragging so I had to rush her a little. Finally I get everyone loaded in the van and off to school we go. We pull up in front of the school and there is no line. Diva and I even talk about how we beat the crowd this morning and that never happens. I was in awe. I drop her off and watch her run in the building. The Dudes and I go home and I unload them. As I am putting the last boy in the house the home phone starts ringing. Weird. No one ever calls. Especially at 7:40 in the morning. I don't make it in time to answer but see it was from Diva's school. Already?! I check my cell phone and I have a voice message. It was the school receptionist. She leaves a message saying it is late start Friday and that the school doesn't open until 8:05 and asked if I could come get Diva. Oh-Em-Gee!!! I was so focused on getting everyone where they need to be on time and getting myself ready for my trip that I completely forgot about late start Friday's. I suck. I call the school back and re-load the boys. We go get Diva. She hops in and says "It's late start Friday." I apologize all over myself. She says it's okay. She doesn't mind. We go find a spot and park for 20 minutes. Then I take her back to school. Now. I am hoping this mornings fiasco isn't setting the pace of the rest of my day. If so. I'm in big trouble.

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  1. That look on her face says, "Moooooommmm, You're a dork! I was the only one at school! Gee whiz!"

    LOL... I'm sure in the middle of it all, it sucked big time, but it's kinda funny!I hope you're laughing, so I am laughing WITH and not AT you!! :)

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  2. Her face cracked me up too! "Poor Mommy. Someday your brain cells will come back."

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  3. I was laughing at myself the whole way back to school. I'm glad she had a sense of humor about it.

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