Mom of the Day

Yesterday, I posted this heartwarming post on how great it is to be a mom. Well, yesterday I wasn't the greatest one. I had the best intentions, but sometimes that doesn't mean anything in your kids' eyes. I had to run Tyler to drop his car off at the dealer and then drop him off at work. I had an extra 20 minutes before Kaci's ballet started, and the plates on my car were expired. Right next to the dance studio is a car shop that will do the inspection and complete your registration for you. (Eliminating the drive to the DMV.) I pulled up and asked them how long it would take. They said 10-15 minutes. I thought "perfect." It was too early to go over to dance and try to keep Kaci occupied while we waited anyways. Well, 15 minutes turned into 45, there were cars before me and after me in the line, so I couldn't leave even if I wanted to, the guy running the computer was about 695 years old and it had to be his first time he had ever seen a computer.

We missed ballet.

I told her that I was sorry and that I would take her to lunch to make up for it. She only had her ballet shoes, so we couldn't go to McDonalds to play. (darn.) So, I suggested we go through Wendy's drive through and eat at home. She was good with that. Then, I had the idea to stop and pick up Tyler to go with us. Wendy's parking lot was crazy, so we tried to talk her into going somewhere else. (The 3 year old had been laying on the biggest guilt trip I have EVER received since I told her we missed ballet.) Well, all she wanted was "chicken nuggets with a toy, in a bag." We somehow talked her into going to a sports bar and having chicken and ice cream there. We should have been good, right?

No.

After we dropped Tyler off, she said "ok, let's go to ballet." Then, we had to go through the whole thing all over again, on how Mommy messed up, I was so sorry, we would go next week, we can practice ballet at home, etc..... etc..... etc..... (I really did feel bad.) I told her sometimes people mess up, and all you can do is say you're sorry and try to make it up and move on! I let her watch ballet on tv instead of nap. We should have been good, right?

No.

When Shanna gets home from school, guess what the topic was? How terrible it was that Mommy made her miss ballet. Well, Shanna has been through a few (ok, maybe more than a few because she is a first child) days like that where I made some poor judgment calls. She told Kaci "that's ok, Mom tried to get you there, you can go next week." And Kaci said "ok." We should be good now, right?