This week caught up with me. Last night I was at school from 3 until 7 watching a soccer game and two football practices. Tomorrow night I’m on chauffeur duty as Calvin goes on his first date to the Homecoming dance. Yikes! I’m feeling like I should watch Some Kind of Wonderful and get some fingerless gloves and a chauffeur cap.
Anyway, today was the day to get the last of the Homecoming details sorted out (dry cleaning, buy a belt, order the corsage) after school before heading to Bible study. All was on track until Calvin remembered at 3pm that he had an interview after school (for a scholarship he is applying for) and I had to gather dress clothes and run them over to base so he could change before his appointment. By the time we got home it was after 5, dinner was still unmade and all 3 kids had Secret Santa gifts that they still had to purchase for tomorrow. Oh and did I mention the Christmas tree fell over? The stand is missing a leg so the boys propped it up with a stack of books and Camille decided she wanted to read one of them and down it went.
So I pulled the ripcord on my emergency chute and declared an evening at home. I can’t remember ever missing a Wednesday night when we’ve been in town, but since Calvin has a cold and we started our day at 5:30am for basketball practice I figured he could use some extra rest — I know I need it!
I knew I made the right decision when we were walking home from our neighborhood store tonight (the kids bought plenty of sweets for their Secret Santa gifts) and Camille was screaming and sobbing, “I want candy!!!”
