ok, before you read this post, don't jump to any conclusions. no... it was not a car accident, or anything horrible like that. it was something rather minor in the scheme of things. guess who left Elsa at preschool in another town for two hours after her class was done. you guessed it, it was me (Chris of course). In my defense, I had quite the day. It started off a little crazy. Audra went to the schools this morning to interpret for parent teacher conferences. I was supposed to take the kids to a babysitter at 9:00. Audra left me a message that she had a 1 1/2 hour break from 9:15 to 10:45 so she could switch me places at home, take Elsa to preschool, and Gibson to the babysitter. That worked out well because I didn't really have to be to work until 9:30. I let Gibson sleep in because he has been having a rough life with all the business. I started to get the kids ready, but I wasn't rushing because Audra would be coming home. 9:15 passes, 9:25 passes, 9:35 passes. Audra called and said they were running late. She said she could probably just barely make it to my work at 10:00 to pick up the kids. I start to race because I have a program at 10:00 that I need to setup for. 9:40 rolls around and Gibson has the hugest poop ever. (sorry this is gross) poop is all over his back and clothes. I run to change him with Elsa racing wipes to the garbage as fast as I am using them. We roll into my work at 9:55. I run to setup my mats and get out the balls. A good surprise is that one of my co-workers is in the office and she helps me pull out my equipment. Another good surprise is that it snowed this morning and it is parent teacher conf. so half the kids in my program didn't come. Just before I start my program, my co-worker informs me that our phone line is screwed up again. I make a mental note to call on it after my program. Audra rolls in at 10:05 and grabs Gibson and Elsa. She raced Elsa to preschool and took Gibson to the babysitter. After my program is done Audra called me (on my cell phone because my office phone isn't working) to remind me to get Elsa on my lunch break and take her to the babysitter. I sit down and call the phone company to figure out what is going on with my phone. I call them, they call me..... a technician is coming soon to look at the phone line again. It is now supposed to be my lunch break, but I have a FIVE HOUR program that I have not prepped for. I decide to skip my lunch break...... and I completely forget that a beautiful little three year old is just finishing preschool. Now the real kicker is Audra is in PTC with her phone off. My office phone line is screwed up so it keeps going directly to voicemail. The preschool doesn't have my cell phone number. Now flash forward two hours. The technician is telling me in the middle of my FIVE HOUR program that the phone is fixed. I am super lucky because my co-worker has just showed up to help me with my program. The phone rings....."hello this is ___ from the preschool......" My stomach turned.... I drove 80 in a 65... the teachers marvel at how quickly I arrive... Elsa is having too much fun with the animal parade to leave....I apologize to all teachers and secretary I meet....they kindly inform me that Elsa just barely started asking if her dad was going to come get her......Elsa asks me if I am her parent (the teachers have been telling her for two hours that her parents will be here soon to get her). We now hold the record for leaving our child the longest at preschool after it is over. Anyway, I think I am ready for life to slow down. Luckily Elsa is too young to realize she was forgotten in another town at preschool for two hours. If you actually took the time to read this whole thing feel free to leave a funny comment about something that happened to you like this. If nothing like this has happened to you, make something up so I feel better about it.
BTW our carpet is in down in the basement. It is wonderful. We are so close to finishing and finally moving our stuff in from the garage, but we just don't have the time to do any more work.
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don't feel too bad! Our grocery store in Wisconsin had a play area for the kids and an employee there to watch them. I dropped Matt off one time, went grocery shopping, packed everyting into the car, drove home and got the groceries in the house, then realized Matt wasn't there. Ahhh! So I drove back, apologized for taking so long "grocery shopping" and took him home.
(...how's that for making one up?! I think you still hold the record) =)
I have lost and left many children in my life. The difference between you and me is I didn't go back for them.
I hope people realize I am just kidding.
I haven't left anyone anywhere, but being a preschool teacher for 6 years...I've had my fair share of kids "left" at my house for extended periods of time:)
My kids take a bus to and from school. One day I took to long looking at books at the library and I didn't make it home before the bus! I chased the bus all around town waiting for it to stop but it didn't stop till it got back to the school. The school called my cell phone and I told them I was right outside the school. Poor kids cried the whole time after they couldn't get off at our house. (There's my made up story, although it could have happened, hopefully it won't. I don't even have a cell phone)
Don't worry, be happy.
At least she was somewhere safe and she didn't seem to mind being left. I've lost my kids on several occasions but I've never actually left one somewhere. But I remember my parents leaving my brother at church for several hours after it was over and I know some of us got left at rest stops in the middle of Wyoming, which is why my parents had to do a roll call after each stop. With 12 kids it's hard to notice if one is missing.
I know my parents have left several of us at church over the years (problem with having a dozen kids and taking 2 cars), but I can't remember any other times (though I'm sure they happened). I did forget to pick-up a crippled little old lady from church once. I took her downtown to work on geneology and totally forgot about her until she finally called me. I felt horrible, and she's never asked for my help again. By forgetting about the poor lady, I probably cancelled out any potential blessing that I would have otherwise received. :-)
I forgot to pick up Heather and her friends from working in Hank's fields one time. It was about a two hour delay. However they were in High School and they did notice that I forgot to pick them up. Very few people had cell phones in those days. They walked to B&K Auto to use the phone. But I made it there before they actually called. Your life does need to slow down......
Inevitably after the birth of a new child, you know in those first few weeks, we will be getting into the car, or out of the car, or on our way somewhere and have that feeling "are we forgetting something?" and realize the new baby is in the car asleep, or in her crib asleep! True story!
Elsa must love preschool if she barely noticed you weren't there :). I haven't left Afton yet, but in the process of taking Afton places, I seem to have left almost everything else imaginable...
I was supposed to pick up Trampis from kindergarten and totally forgot and Darla had to call me to tell me her little son was sitting on the curb very worried. Good thing the aides don't just leave kindergarteners.
And, then I "lost" Taz at Disneyland when he was like 4. That was the scariest feeling. He was sitting right next to me and we were watching Mickey's birthday party. All the sudden, everyone got up since it was over and there were people EVERYWHERE. And, Taz was no where to be seen. Luckily, he was very smart to go to a security guard and tell him that he was lost. It was terrible!!!
HOW COULD YOU!!! Just kidding :-D. It could've happened to any of us. At least you didn't get the third degree from the staff when Elsa asked if you were her parent as if she didn't know who you were :-). Actually my uncle, who was a single dad used to leave my cousin everywhere they went or would leave the house with mis-matched shoes so don't worry about it until she can read this blog and then razz you about it! Good luck with that!!!
Aw Chris, its ok! At least it was at preschool! :) A couple weeks ago I took Savanna to the eye doctor and Pete was suppose to come home early from work to meet Ceara at the bus... He forgot - luckily the neighbor kid was walking home from school and took her down to their house until he got here. Thank goodness for goo neighbor kids (and preschools that know sometimes life happens!) :)
Besides forgetting Nate was in kindergarten and got home early (I was making salsa in town and forgot him completely!) The worst was taking the kids swimming one day, we had an extra friend, so when 4 kids piled in the sub we took off. We get to the pool and I think Tucker has drown at the bottom of the pool because no one has seen him!!! I'd left him in Shell! He said he was running after me screaming and I drove off! He went to Grandpa's and Mike ended up bringing him in. This was last year...so I DID CAUSE TRAUMA to the poor boy! He'll never forget it! Feel better now? :)
No worries. One time I came home from the grocery store and unpacked all the groceries. I had a crazy time in the store with all the kids and was so grateful to send them to their rooms to calm down while I put the groceries away. I was calm and enjoying life. I started dinner and was checking my email. Life was GREAT. Then Nick came in and was talking to me. The kids emerged from thier rooms and we started mentally counting kids. One, two, three, four.....wait....we have five kids!? Then, it dawns on me, he is in the carseat. He had fallen asleep on the way home and I just didn't noticed he wasn't in the house. Luckily, it was not a very hot or cold day. He was still sound asleep when I went and got him out of the van. It happens to the best of us!
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