Is The Week Over Yet?

It has not been a good week at the Honest & Truly household.

On Tuesday, we brought the Square Jams to Mister Man's school to give to his teachers. I was proud of myself as I placed them onto the seat next to me as I drove carpool that morning. They had to be there that day since the next day was a PTO luncheon, and who wants three day old dessert on Thursday?

As we pulled away from Mister Man's school to head to Little Miss's school, I saw them still sitting on the seat next to me. I don't have spare time when getting everyone to school to actually stop and go inside the school when dropping them off, let alone once they've left the car, so I sighed and resigned myself to making a trip back to his school later in the day - because, you know, I didn't have anything else to do.

Pulling into Little Miss's school, I reached over to grab her backpack from the seat next to me. It wasn't there.
Ahhh, Little Miss, do you have your backpack in the seat back by you? I asked my child who sits in the way back where her carseat fits - and yes, she is five and a half and still riding in a five point harness car seat.
Ummmm, she looked wildly from left to right, and my heart began to sink.
Peanut, where is your backpack?
I think I forgot it at home, Mommy, she wailed piteously.

And apparently another trip was in order. I wouldn't do it for forgotten homework, but since she can't eat the school lunch and her snack was also in the backpack, I mentally added another forty plus minute round trip to my day.

I was headed downtown for a 3pm event, so I may sure to catch the 1 o'clock hour train so I had time to get there. After rushing around to make the train, I parked and paid my fee. Odd, no one was at the station. Usually, there's at least one other person waiting for the train. I looked at the schedule. There is a train every hour from 5am to 12am. Except 1pm. And so I drove.

On Wednesday, I arrived at Mister Man's school with my Spanish Rice a little late because the rice had refused to cook and was still a little ummm crunchy. At least I arrived, right?

As I walked through the halls, I saw children headed to gym. That's when I realized it was Wednesday and that it was possible that Mister Man had forgotten to wear his full uniform with the white shirt and instead was wearing a red shirt. For the first time in his two years at the school. Eh, he'll survive.

Then I saw kids in the courtyard. They were getting their class picture taken. No. No, the courtyard pictures were next week, not this week. Oops. Well, maybe Mister Man really was wearing a white shirt, and I was just being paranoid. Nope, I then remembered being happy that he was wearing a red shirt that morning as he ate strawberries so there would be no stain. Yeah. Oops.

This morning when we arrived at Little Miss's, I asked where her backpack was.
But Mommy, why didn't you put it in the car?
Ahhhhh because I never put it in the car, and that's your job to get your backpack in the morning? I sighed.
But Mommy, I don't have it!
How do you not have it, Sweetie? I saw you wearing it on your back as you were heading towards the door. How could you forget it again?
I don't know, Mommy, she answered miserably.

Once I finished serving the pancake breakfast and cleaning up after it, I headed home. As I pulled into the driveway, I saw this.

Because. You know. It's just been one of those weeks around here.

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