Today was the glorious day of the hair appointment. I cautiously informed Marik that he would have to accompany me.
Me: hey Meatball, I have to get my hair colored and cut- you'll have to go with me.
Marik: that's ok, Mom, I'm not allergic to that place.
And so it was that His Meatness and I spent the afternoon at the salon. He was kind of mad that a nickel and a penny wouldn't vend him a MtDew from the machine. Eventually he stuck in enough 'tworters', and scored a lemonade.
We returned home. I spent a few minutes in the garage sweeping up skads of baseball clay from the floor. Still not having gone inside the house, you can imagine my complete shock when the house door opens!! What's crazier is that it was GWEN walking out to greet me!
Me: uh wow, Gwen what are you doing home from school? Who is with you?
Gwen:nobody. Remember first grade gets out early today and tomorrow?
LoserMe: crap! I totally forgot! Who brought you home and left you alone?
(commence heart attack)
Gwen:nobody, Mom, I just walked home myself! Here lemme show you how I crossed the streets on my own!!!
DelinquentMom: umm, no, no that's cool, just give me a big ol squeeze as I put my heart back in my chest.
Picture me virtually handing in my Mom card. Let me know how I earn it back.
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Here, you can have the mother of the year award back. You totally deserve it more than I.
Posted by: Keli Clayton | April 27, 2009 at 04:12 PM
That is so Gwen! No big deal to her, just another day.
Posted by: Kelli | April 28, 2009 at 02:54 PM
Hate it when I forget about my kids - and I only have 3 - soon to be 4. I did that once with Taylor, only she didn't walk home. (thank goodness, school is in Price, house is in Wellington, big highway in between) She called the house but I had the music up loud because I was vacuuming and didn't hear the phone or her message. Luckily Garth had just come home for lunch and she called his cell.
Posted by: Tori | April 29, 2009 at 09:21 PM
i'm telling Mom on you
Posted by: Cari Ham | May 01, 2009 at 04:23 AM
Oh my goodness! That is a horrible feeling! Look at Gwen so grown up. It didn't even phase her. I love your blog! Thanks for sharing it with me. It's so fun to read the conversations with your kids. Kids are so great. :)
Posted by: Amanda | May 20, 2009 at 10:30 AM
Ack! Well, that Gwen is truly WonderGirl!
Posted by: wendy | May 22, 2009 at 09:56 PM