Jonah goes to preschool on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays at 12:30. Scratch that. Preschool starts at 12:30. Jonah usually gets there at 12:40. At 12:30 we are frantically looking for the other shoe and swiping a rag at his Spagetti-O'd face as he runs by. We find the shoe (Or coat, or Show-and-Tell bag, or communication envelope, or whatever it happens to be that is making us late on that particular day), and dash to the car for the 4 block drive to preschool. All of you who have ever lived in an urban setting need to close your mouth now- I know you would NEVER drive 4 blocks, but we are LATE.
On Friday at 12:15 I turned to Jonah and said, "How about we try something new today? How about not being late?"
He replied, "What, you mean leave right now?"
"Uh, yeah."
So we got both shoes, a coat and whatever else we needed and got in the car for our four block drive. I drove through the drop off lane and to the class room door at 12:29 and waited for the teacher to open the door and greet Jonah.
The door did not open.
And then I noticed there were no lights on in the class room.
And then I remembered that Friday was the day that the afternoon preschool was combined with the morning preschool for a field trip to the fire department.
D'OH!
Even when I'm not late, I'm late!
5 comments:
D'oh!
How'd Jonah take that one?
LOL! Oh, that is SO me! And I've been guilty of driving the lenghty distance of 6 houses b/c I was late.
HAHA!! Love it!! You did good today! I was shocked! I knew I should have called on Friday! Just thought you were running late and would meet us up there :) Next time!
Jaimi
LMAO!!! So true, so very true. And this story pretty much captures our life, huh?! :o)
(Btw, you sooo need to put this in the newsletter!)
Cannyn got a huge kick out of this one...Did you know he follows your blog? LOVE that boy!
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