At work, 4:00 pm. Phone rings.
"Maria! phone. I think it's one of you kids."
Well, that's never good.
Hello?
"Mom? I forgot to tell you. I have a recital tonight."
"What?"
"It's at 7:00"
"Tonight?"
"I'm sorry! I forgot to tell you!"
"What time do you have to be there?"
"I don't know, a little before"
"Was there perhaps a note you forgot to show me?"
"Mayyyyyybeeeee."
"Shannon, do you have any idea how mad I am right now?"
"Sorry! Oh yeah, we have to go buy cookies too."
Of course we do.
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Any excuse to buy cookies!
Ya L O V E having that crap sprung on me at the last minutes! Cuteness only holds out so long - I'm just saying..
Yup. Same same here. Gotta love kids...
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