You may all remember my good friend Heather. She has an adorable son Payton, that I have the pleasure of living next door to. Their story relates a lot to mine.
Lets start at the beginning.
This morning I had the pleasure of getting up too early since my son thinks he needs to wake up all night. I ran my 1.25 miles, showered, showered the girls and did the usual morning stuff. Did I mention we woke up to a load of snow. Yep, that's right. Snow.
I needed to be at the school at 8:30. To my pleasant surprise my great friend Shalynn had beat me there and stayed to help with the finishing touches on the book fair (We had teacher preview today). She also brought with her a mini T.V. to keep the kiddies entertained. How brilliant!
I needed to go pick up Alexa from preschool, so I offered to take her son with me since the boys were having so much fun and now she would be stuck at the fair. We (Patch, J, Nick, Alexa and me) ran home for lunch and to get Emma (I've been watching my friends kids). Did I mention it was snowing?
We then headed off to the bank and then to the church to enter visiting teaching with my friend Tiffany. If you know Payton, then you know where this next bit is going. We were just finishing cleaning when what do we hear. You guessed it, the alarm. J had seen the cute, red box they put at a 3 years old curiosity/reach level. Both Patch and J start into a fit of crying. Remember Patch is SUPER sensitive to noise, but this noise scares any kid.
The phone calls start, first to the bishop, and so on and so on. I am now very schooled in the art of alarm pulling at the church. Then the Big Red Truck pulls up. Tiffany ran home to get her camera (one of the first times I don't have mine) and I let the nice firemen in. Then the building guy comes and we are happily on are way. Oh no, it wouldn't be that easy. When I went to get the church keys out, I locked my keys in the van. DUH! Thankfully I had a very capable 4 yr. old locked in and unbuckled to let me in. (You can't be in the building when the alarm is going off or you get a fine). Did I mention it was snowing?
Our last stop was back to the school to drop off the money from the bank for the fair. We were about 1/2 way there when Patch asked if I could buckle him. WHAT?? I guess in my hurry to buckle all other kids, I didn't check my own kid to make sure he was safe. Yep, I drove 2 miles on a busier road with my baby unbuckled. No worries, we made it to the school safely. Did I mention it was STILL snowing?
Now I am home at last. Well, at least for a few hours. All is safe and sound and I don't hear any alarms. Hope I made your day!
(thanks to Tiffany for the picture and the adventure!)
3 comments:
I just emailed the pictures to your gmail account. I hope that was the right one. Sorry I took a bit. Imeant to do it all day and kept getting sidetracked. Nice post!
Don't you just LOVE days like that?
Welcome to the club. It is an elite club, not many members. I'm just glad to not be alone in it. Poor Patch. That poor kid and noises, i'm sure he was terrified. Oh and the buckling thing, Payton asked me one day "Mom, why do you always buckle Isaac but always forget to buckle me?" The guilt.
Sorry you had one of those days.
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