Right around lunchtime, as I was still in pj's and visiting with a friend, I received a phone call from the children's school. It seems today was early release. And I had a couple of daughters in the office waiting for their mother to retrieve them.
Early release? Really? In my defense, I am not used to my children attending a school where the parents are competent enough to know on their own that today was an early release day. Where we came from we received notice of early release days on ALL days that preceded the early day. And besides, we had early release every Wednesday, but still, I forgot to pick up oldest daughter on one such occasion. Perhaps you remember?
Also, I have 3 baskets of laundry waiting to be folded. What you don't know is that it really equals 4 loads of laundry, because I managed to stuff 2 loads into one of the baskets.
Additionally, I have dried milk spots on my table from this morning's breakfast. Eventually I will get around to washing them off.
Along with the forgotten daughters, neglected laundry and ignored table, I have one canine badly in need of a shampoo and cut. But really, I am not her mother- so maybe that one should not apply to my candidacy for Mother of the Year.
Furthermore, the children roamed the street (yes, street- singular) of our neighborhood, without parental supervision. And climbed on the logs that house rattlesnakes apparently. (this according to Don, caretaker of the church behind our house- who I met just this afternoon. And he informed me that the Mormons are starting to take over the world. But this, only after he learned I am a Mormon myself. It was a lovely exchange.)
Plus, I haven't showered yet today. But, hey, there are still a couple hours left before this day expires. Right?
On second thought, maybe I should kiss Mother of the Year goodbye.
Although, I did let them watch PolkaPalooza on PBS this evening. And they square danced. Until one of the children flung the other to the tile. And tears were shed. And the Mother of the Year candidate sent them all to bed. Because she needed a little peace and quiet.
So, I wanna know: What did you do today that could rival my bid for Mother of the Year?