Teacher work day

Dropped Em off at school at 8 this morning as usual.

Five minutes later, as I am almost getting on the freeway, I get the call: It's a teacher work day today. School is closed. Duh.

:rolleyes:

I know we talked about this on Friday. How can we collectively be so forgetful???? She was pretty embarrassed to be seen there. :D

Well, since you shared, I will pass on a similar story or two to help you feel better........

#1 - I was kicked back downstairs when the phone rang....."Hello, Mrs. ***** - Was someone coming to pick up your son from kindergarten this afternoon? No one has arrived for him yet."
Yeah - that'd be me. I quickly shut OFF the NINTENDO and went to pick up my firstborn son from kindergarten........:o:o:o

#2 - Same son - still in kindergarten - he may need therapy when he is an adult. I was pooped and decided to take a nap before I picked him up from the bus stop a block and a half away - I had an ENTIRE TWO HOURS to sleep before I picked him up. I had just settled into a nice sleep when the doorbell rang. Me thinks "#$%@!! - I am NOT answering that - why is it that EVERY time I take a NAP, the phone rings or someone comes to visit?? I am tired."

I roll over.

The doorbell rings AGAIN!!!

Grrrrrrr!!!:mad::mad::mad:

I get out of bed, open the front door, and am greeted by a SOBBING kindergartener. I had SLEPT FOR TWO HOURS and he got off the bus and WALKED home by himself, scared _ _ _ _ less and crying.

Did I mention that I haven't been elected for the mother of the year award yet??

Chin up, it's MONDAY!!!

Thank you, Flybye.

I feel much better.

:D

She must really like school, since she forgot!

V.

I once bought my mother a plaque that said

I take my children everywhere, problem is, they keep finding their way back home.

it was appropriate for my mum as she tried to lose all 6 of us at one time or another. I was 6 yrs old and on Michigan Ave in Chicago when I turned to see my whole family driving away.

But her best one was my oldest sister, her first born. She left the hospital and went home without her. She was taken home in an ambulance and just as she got home, her mother realized it, pounded on the ambulance window. The driver turned back around and mum said it was like something out of a movie, with a nurse standing at the front door holding my sister and not sure exactly what to do with her. This was in the 40s, we joked that if she had done that later on, child services would have been waiting for her.

And she won mother of the year in my book any time. But the stories were awfully dang funny. When the Home Alone movies came out, people would say, oh like that could ever happen. I would just say - you haven't met my mother, have you?

And agreed, your child must love school as I never forgot a day off!!

She does like school. I am happy about that. :) She sure wouldn't want any of her friends knowing she showed up, though. :rolleyes:

ETA: Oh Posse those are funny stories! (You must have posted just as I was...)

Posse, your story rang a bell with me.

My mom and dad tried their best to leave me in the middle of the Potomac River. Really. We had been out in the boat - I was a teenager at the time. It was time to head back home and I wanted to water ski back - not an unusual thing for me to do. I took off, was hot-dogging on my ski and fell. Mom and Dad never looked back! Some of you mid-Atlantic TErs might know where I am talking about.....if you know where Port Tobacco, MD. is.....I was out in the middle of the Potomac from there. The last I saw Mom and Dad, they were going downriver under the Rt. 301 bridge.....headed home. Uh.....I was marginally closer to the VA shoreline than MD so I figured I might head there if they didn't reappear in a while.

End of story: Mom eventually looked back and when she saw a bouncing ski rope behind the boat she screamed loud enough for everyone on each shoreline to hear......they came back and found me.....

Maybe your folks were headed to meet up with mine for a kid-free night on the town. :) Too funny!!! Parents, what can we do with them?

My folks had an embroidery that said "When I got married, I had six theories about raising children. Now I have six children and no theories."