This hasn't been the best of days around here. This morning after the show I checked my phone and there were about a billion missed calls...all from Eric. There were half as many text so once I realized that nothing too catastrophic had happened, I knew I had to make a flying trip home.
I had driven off with the car-seat. You see, we each have our own car-seats. You would think that this would save us a lot of time and trouble, but it does just the opposite. Eric left his seat at daycare, and of course, I had mine with me, in my car, where it belongs. Ha! I didn't look for Eric's when I picked the kids up yesterday. Obviously, with my car-seat in the van and his at daycare, he had no way of getting the kids dropped off.
Well, on my way home I got stuck in traffic...lovely! To complicate things even further, my car lost power...ugh! I had to pull over, turn off the engine, let it reset, and pray I made it home. By the time I got there Eric and I were both madder than ole wet hens!! Needless to say the blame game started only added to the stress of the day.
A friend from work had to drop me off at the mechanic, and a few hectic hours later we picked it back up. They couldn't figure out what was going on. I have my own theory, but since I'm no expert, I'll keep it to myself!
It was just kinda one thing after another all day long. I actually went home and vegged out for a while. Enough is enough, you know? Oh well, now I'm playing mommy and letting it go. Who could stay mad when you get to see these cuties every day.