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........

#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!!!

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!!!