Family... this is going to be a scary day. *whimper*
It’s 9:17 a.m. and I have had three—count ‘em—three lost child scares already this morning. The first was when I realized that the car was half-in, half-out of the garage, and the garage door was up, and the door from the kitchen was standing open. Operate Locate Daphne went immediately into effect. Gil shot out to the street, I checked all the bedrooms, raced past Dylan in the leather chair watching Maisy, looked under the kitchen table, ran through the back yard, checked the fort, looked in the garage again, ran around to the front, scanned up and down the block, went back to the living room… and there she was, silent as a mouse, next to Dylan in the chair. I went into the kitchen and cried.
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03.20.04 at 08:00 AM |
Somebody shake her until she wakes up!
03.20.04 at 09:42 AM |
In this case, I think you’d be fully justified having a drink (or two or ten) VERY early in the day.
03.20.04 at 10:46 AM |
I’ll hold you.
03.20.04 at 01:08 PM |
Somebody needs to shake Gil, I think… !
Course that’s a wifley point of view….
03.20.04 at 01:46 PM |
Maybe you should think about fencing in the yard after the turfing project ;)
03.20.04 at 01:57 PM |
Yep, the fence has been on MY list for a year or two, and now I’m having trouble opening a big enough vein for the four grand the yard is costing us. I think I’ll just tie the children to a stake in the yard for now.
03.20.04 at 05:42 PM |
shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit!!!!kreistfkfkshit!
I’ve only had only really bad experience like that and it was enough to last a lifetime. Went to pick up jellybean at aftercare ... she wasn’t on the sign-out list, which appeared to be an oversight—until I didn’t see her with the other kids ... and someone said, ‘she hasn’t been here—didn’t her dad pick her up?’, while I thought, ‘no, that couldn’t possibly be, if he had picked her up surely he would have contacted me,’ and no one seemed to have actually seen him pick her up ... suffice to say, the 5 min. until I managed to contact him by phone were the longest of my life.
“I couldn’t find your phone number.” Uh, did you forget the name of my employer—an Ivy League university?? Or was it my name that you didn’t recall? I sobbed in the car the entire drive home. The solemn expression on both dh’s and jellybean’s faces when I pulled into the driveway were quite memorable.
03.20.04 at 06:45 PM |
Oui! I am so sorry that you have had to feel that fear…repeatedly today. These are things I know I will have to face whenever I become a Mother. Oui.
03.20.04 at 07:04 PM |
ARGGGHHHHH!!!! I hate days like that. When your heart just drops in the pit of your stomach because you can’t find one of your munchkins. I am convinced they are trying to send me to an early grave.