A Doozie of a Day

I should have gotten up early for a run. But I didn't. I was feeling a little tired after our exciting weekend (I'm sure I'll get around to a little excerpt from that adventure soon) so I lay in bed until I knew that I had to get up and force three kids into action. We were supposed to make it out the door in time to get to Target and find two birthday presents and a baby gift and to stop by Walgreens for a prescription. We only made it to Walgreens. Because then we had to head to Mitchell's baseball game where we got him in time to warm up with the team and make sure he was settled so we could run over to Luke's T-ball game which was delayed because of a mix-up with the fields. Thankfully William took a little time off from work and arrived about this time at Mitchell's game so he wouldn't feel abandoned by his family. Once Luke's game got into swing Jane and I made a mad dash for the car and headed to the other side of town for her tennis lesson. At this point I would have felt the need to step on the accelerator just a bit except for the fact that I had a police officer tailgating me and just waiting for me to creep over the speed limit. They take things like speeding 2 mph over the speed limit very seriously in this town! At any rate, we made it to tennis.

With no time to waste I headed back to see the final inning of Luke's game. After grabbing his treat we hoofed it over to Mitchell's game, kissed William goodbye, grabbed Mitchell's treat and started back across town to get Jane. She jumped in the car and off for presents we went. Two stores later with presents in hand we raced back home to get Luke ready for his friend Anna's birthday party. He had been counting the days and hours and was so excited. We got him off and I rushed over for the last bit of the baby shower I had only the day before found I was supposed to be attending. And at last I thought I could take a breath for a minute. Except for the piles of laundry and dirty bathrooms and cabinet door that had mysteriously been pried off its hinges that all lay waiting for attention.

So the respite didn't last. Jane needed to head to her friend's house and Mitchell decided that since we were in the car and we needed to pick up Luke soon anyway we might as well get a treat but that meant he had to endure several errands I was putting off but really needed to get out of the way and which were so much easier only toting one child around. Sipping on our Jamba Juice we set off for Anna's house and the conclusion of the party. After wrangling three party-goers we headed back to our side of town to return two girls to their home. And then for a just a little while there was respite from the busyness. The boys played and I had a few minutes of lovely adult conversation. Then off to grab Jane.

I guess I should never leave my boys sitting in a running car. And I didn't think it would take long to gather Jane but it did and by the time we all piled into the car it was turned off and wouldn't start again. Now, I have a relatively new, very reliable vehicle so I was somewhat in shock and the boys were acting very strangely when questioned about how the car got turned off and just what had been doing. But a wonderful little thing about this town we live in is that it doesn't take William very long to leave work and head home, or to wherever we happened be at the moment. So my prince in shining armor saved the day, got the car started and decided that I deserved to not have to cook dinner.

This was a very full day and I was tired at this point and I thought the day should be over. But William was mowing the lawn and we needed to get a little weeding done. And then the dog got out. This dog loves to run and he runs super fast and he's really quite naughty if he gets out the front door and he doesn't come back home very quickly....if ever, unless he gets caught. I was tired so I thought I'd let him run for a minute and if the Animal Control picked him up then I might pretend he wasn't mine. But Luke apparently had a different plan and he set off to find Ruben, but I didn't know that. So a few minutes later when I couldn't find boy or dog I set off, not too panicky, to scout the neighborhood. But after two loops through the neighborhood and no sign of either my calm demeanor was quickly changing into panic. Eventually we did find Luke and Ruben, who had both crossed many streets, and Ruben went into the kennel for a long time out and Luke went into my arms for a long snuggle, albeit a snuggle with a bit of a lecture. He's promised me he will never run away from home again and I'm really glad he's thinking of it this way and I'm going to hold him to it.....I hope.

So as I sit here the nausea is finally subsiding and I'm really ready for this day to be finished but with my luck I'm not convinced that will happen very soon.