I don't know about you, but it seems like every time I think or say something the Universe makes me a liar. Just the way of the world I guess.
On my way home from dropping D this morning (who is still insisting to walk by himself to class) I think to myself that we seem to be getting the hang of things and establishing a pretty good routine. Or as good a routine as you can being that my husband's schedule is crazy. But the day went fine, I didn't get anything accomplished but that was fine. So, time to pick D up. The girls and I head out, find a good parking spot and walk over to room #3. Chatted it up a bit with another mom while waiting. But then I noticed that other kids were being released from class. Usually by this point D's teachers would have opened the door and invited us in to listen to the announcements. That hadn't happened. A faint memory of Mrs. F telling me that if they aren't in their room that they would be held in the room with all the car riders until I got there. Off we went, toddlers and baby in tow, down the way to the "car rider room". After waiting what seemed like forever, the lady asked who I was there to pick up. I told her and was assured he was coming. Slowly but surely the amount of parents waiting there started to dwindle and yet I was still waiting. Finally, I was asked again, with shock that my child had not come yet, and D was summoned again. Finally, there he was. But what I saw next broke my heart. Tears, a red face, that weird thing you do with your mouth when you are trying desperately not to cry. Just as I had been waiting impatiently for D to come to me, he had been waiting for me to come to get him. And I wasn't there. Turns out sometime after me and my new found mother friend walked down the way to find our not-so-little-anymore boys, Mrs. F had opened her door. And to D's surprise I was not there waiting. I, of course, had no idea that it had been opened. But the second I saw his face I felt so guilty. I had to explain away the tears with reassurances that I would never leave or forget him and tell him what had happened, but I still felt so bad. In the grand scheme of things, it really isn't a huge deal, and it's probably better that it happened now, so he would know what to expect in the future, but it still sucks. I'm sure my mental declaration of how great things were going threw a wrench into my karma today, but at least that's all that came out of it.
In other news...E had orientation today. It was more for me, of course, but nonetheless it is taken care of and she is all set for her first day on Tuesday.
Oh and B is getting a second tooth. :)
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