So here it is....back to school week. Tomorrow is the first day of school...already. Don't get me wrong I am fine with heading back to work. Being home all day with 2 little kids is not my idea of paradise. I love my children and we have had a lot of fun...but some days can seem LONG! Anyway the first week back and my attempts at organization are already falling by the way side. This morning I realized it was my Mom's birthday and I never sent her a card or present. Strike one. It is super shitty of me considering she does everything for her family, including spoiling my kids rotten, and the least I could do was send her a card. So my plan was to leave work right at 3:30, being that there are no students today that should be easy, head to daycare, pick up my kids, and then head out shopping. While we are out I can have Ian call his "Ga Ga" and wish her a happy birthday, then I can explain and apologize for being a crappy daughter. I wanted to head to Avon Commons to pick up Cameryn's recent pictures from the photo studio at Target, then head to Kohl's to find my mom something. The Target portion of the trip goes fine...we pick up the pics and I purchase a few other things I need (new hair dryer because mine broke this AM, and some baby food for Cam because she is about to run out at day care). However, the trip takes longer than I expected. I got side tracked in the toy aisle with Ian as we were saying hi to Buzz and Woody (Toy Story Fans will understand), and then in the card aisle trying to find just the right sentiment for my mom. So after cashing out and realizing I just spent another $80.00 at Target (Damn it....every time!), we head over to Kohl's and I decide to just get mom a gift certificate so that she can get a new outfit for work. Soon we are back in the car and heading home to Lakewood. It is now dinner time....6:00 to be exact as we roll into the driveway. Ian is hungry (as he keeps telling me over and over), and Cameryn is crying. I get out of the car, unload the kids, and get to my backdoor only to realize I do not have a house key on my key ring. WTF!
I go around to the front door, trying not to panic. Key works, but door is dead bolted from the inside. Chad had plans to work late tonight because a client is in town. He wasn't planning on being home until well after bedtime. I call him on my cell to see if I can convince him to drive up to Lakewood to rescue me...but no. To make a long story short...I have to load the kids back into the car and drive them down to Brunswick to meet Chad to get a house key. This is after I called my neighbors and close friends to see if there was any chance that they had a spare key to my house (yeah...like I thought ahead that much). We don't get back home until 7:15....after going through the McDonald's drive-thru for dinner. I can't leave out that to stop Cameryn from screaming I ripped open a box of Wheat Thins that I had just bought at Target and hand them to her one at a time all the way down I-71. I was scared to death that I was going to kills us all in a car wreck, but was happy she was at least eating. It was only later after pulling into the driveway that I found 40 uneaten Wheat Thins all over my back seat.
When I finally remember to call my mom....we just get her voice mail on both the house phone and her cell. I am not even sure she knows how to access her voice mail. The only good part of this night was that Katie did not have any accidents in the house despite being locked up since 7:30 AM and Cameryn drank a serving of milk from her sippy cup (not bottle) probably because she was completely starved. I know have to go pack my lunch, make bottles for tomorrow, and pray that tomorrow night goes much better.
